Kicking and Screaming

I’m almost at 24 weeks now and I know I haven’t posted anything new for a while. I’ve been in a lull for a couple of weeks now. I’m getting used to all the pain and strange feelings that occur on a daily basis, growing twins. I’m able to see the doctor every two weeks now instead of every four, so my anxiety has calmed down quite a bit.
I tend to have a hard time sleeping at night because I feel like I’m squishing them by sleeping on my side (which is of course my only option). As soon as I lay on one side that baby starts kicking. I love to feel them kick, it’s one of my favorite things now, but someone please tell me I’m not squishing them…
I’ve also started to have extremely strange and vivid dreams along with abdominal discomfort, so the nights are broken up into small portions of sleep. I wake up about every two hours. Funny thing though, as soon as it hits about 6am and I have about 2-3 hours of sleep left, that is when I finally sleep deeply. (Frustration!)
I cannot wait to see these little guys. They are going to be my pride and joy. The other day at the doctors I was able to see them, and the little boy was rubbing his eyes like he was sleepy. That’s what I saw anyway…can they even do that yet?
Their nursery is set up and so peaceful. Presents from loved ones are quickly filling up their dressers and closets. I picked out a few items as well…I am their mom after all. Things are looking up from here (knock on wood). Pretty soon Nate and I will be holding these little babes in our arms, kissing them every second that we can. I know it’s sick, but I’m even looking forward to them screaming at the top of their lungs when they need us. It’s a refreshing sound hearing a small baby cry, because to me it means they’re healthy. You can’t ask for anything more than a healthy baby. And in our case, two will be great.