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Man, I wish I’d had these babies yesterday… I thought to myself as I woke up
I’d gotten a decent sleep the night before, though I’d had to get up to pee more than usual and other things kept me occupied as well, like being heavy with child. As my eyes slowly opened, I saw my bulging belly, full of twins this time for a surrogacy.
I decided to take a nap in the middle of the day, exhausted from carrying two babies, falling asleep on the couch, my back already complaining slightly.
Then I felt the kicking and thrashing, the upper twin kicking at my ribs and the lower thumping, almost ramming its head on my full bladder
Shifting up as best as I could and sitting at the edge of the couch, I couldn’t help but look down and sigh in exasperation at my gravid form. I was 1 week overdue and I really wanted these babies born more than I had the triplets last time on my first venture into carrying babies for infertile couples.
“I’m not complaining that I got twins this time instead of triplets,” I said, talking to the little ones that continued their morning antics, “But you could come out soon and meet your parents instead of using me as your personal gym,” I said with a rub of my bump, quickly waddling to pee
This time around, I’d gotten the idea of just wearing a t shirt to keep myself decent, a bra keeping the boobs in check. Not having bottoms on was a double edged sword: I could pee much quicker if I had to rush, but if I peed myself when the twins kicked me right in the bladder, then I’d have to arch my curved back and clean it up.
Getting on my knees at this point was comical, my breasts swaying from side to side like ripe fruits and the massive belly undulating with the babies kicking and punching with the extra room.
Thankfully, I made the trip intact this time, sitting down on the toilet to relieve myself yet again.
“It’s like clockwork with you two: last pregnancy was a bit random, though I was still getting used to the whole feeling of growing little human beings in me, so maybe now I’ve adjusted and your making me have to pee so much is natural,”
As I stood up, the lower twin moved more than usual, my hand going to the base of the belly, feeling something different.
Turning to the side, I gasped, seeing my belly visibly change shape in the mirror, more oblong and egg shaped compared to the round orb it was before.
“Just like that, you’re getting ready to come out, huh?” I exclaimed as he ran a hand down my belly, still getting used to the new shape.
I winked at the mirror, putting both hands on the small of my back, “Only makes me even sexier than I was before, pregged up and ready to pop,”
I shuffled off the shirt as best I could and unhooked the bra, freeing the ‘knockers’, as I called them occasionally. My hands still sometimes grasped them, jiggling the pair with a smirk
I shivered slightly as got into the shower, the twins continuing to move, though they’d gotten worn out from their morning thrashing they gave me
“Glad to see you don’t have too much energy. Maybe you’ll come today, who knows?” I said, gasping as the upper twin kicked hard enough to hit my boob as I rubbed the spot
“Don’t get in too much of a hurry there,” I commented, crying out again as the lower twin head-butted right near his cervix, my other hand moving to rub my butt, ballooned out slightly from baby fat, but also from wider hips, ready to give birth any day now
After getting as clean as I could with the limited ability to reach all the parts of my swollen body, I slowly stepped out.
When I reached for the towel, I grunted with a cramp, bearing down. But instead of the lingering ache of a Braxton Hicks, I let out a rumbling fart, blushing deeply
“Here’s hoping that’s just gas and not hinting that I’m entering beginning stages of labor,” I thought out loud, rubbing my back and bump together, looking down at my stretched bump, holding the twins that rested within.
“I’ll miss being so pregnant and even all your kicking and punching. But a new pregnancy will bring other experiences. And the pay isn’t bad either,”
For lunch, I felt a craving for chicken, though it wasn’t without the quirk of being covered in caramel and chocolate sauce
After filling my belly as much as he could, the twins making it so I couldn’t satisfy the cravings as much as I’d have wanted, I slowly plodded my full and content self back to the couch and flopped back, letting out another fart, looking down at my bump again
“Are you just making me that gassy today?”
The twins responded with more shifting and making ripples on the stretched skin. I smiled and reached for the oil to rub onto my belly, but paused as I felt a stabbing pain in my back.
“Really laid on it wrong when I took that nap, huh?” I commented, rubbing the ache away, both hands exploring the vastness of my baby mound.
After I’d gotten my belly shiny with oil, I felt the need to pee again, getting up, grunting at the pain in my back coming back, putting both hands on my back to try and counterbalance the muscle pain from hefting around 50 pounds of baby weight
I waddled back out from the bathroom, relieved for now, but still bothered by the back pain a bit
“Guess I’ll take another nap, but use a pillow this time to ease up on the pregnant back,”
My best pillow was pulled from the bed, placing it on the curve of my back and laying on my side, the only way I could sleep now, rubbing the now bare bump, the shirt I put on after the shower barely covering the DD boobs, braless now because I didn’t feel like going out
Only about half an hour had passed and I was woken up not by the need to empty my shrinking bladder, but by my back again, snapping me out of a restful sleep.
“Ow!” I exclaimed, rubbing my bump, noticing how it was hard to the touch
My eyes widened as I realized I might’ve already been in active labor, rocking myself up to a sitting position and starting Lamaze breathing.
But as I finished tge first set, my belly tightened again as the back pain flared up again and there was a massive release, an audible pop as I gasped
“Oh crap, my water broke; I’m having these babies today!”
As I tried to shift myself off the couch, I was somewhat glad I wasn’t wearing underwear, feeling a strong need to push, the labor progressing faster than expected.
The first twin was already moving down the birth canal as I screamed out in pain and squatted to push, the baby’s head crowning as I breathed through the pain.
A few moments later, the next contraction hit as I bore down as the first baby slid out. I managing to catch it and sighed, rubbing my bump after I put the first baby down gently on the pillow
“Guess you two wanted out and fast. Let’s see about getting your sister out there, huh, little guy?” I said, quickly waddling to his bedroom to finish his birth.
Let’s hope the next labor’s a bit slower.
I’d gotten a decent sleep the night before, though I’d had to get up to pee more than usual and other things kept me occupied as well, like being heavy with child. As my eyes slowly opened, I saw my bulging belly, full of twins this time for a surrogacy.
I decided to take a nap in the middle of the day, exhausted from carrying two babies, falling asleep on the couch, my back already complaining slightly.
Then I felt the kicking and thrashing, the upper twin kicking at my ribs and the lower thumping, almost ramming its head on my full bladder
Shifting up as best as I could and sitting at the edge of the couch, I couldn’t help but look down and sigh in exasperation at my gravid form. I was 1 week overdue and I really wanted these babies born more than I had the triplets last time on my first venture into carrying babies for infertile couples.
“I’m not complaining that I got twins this time instead of triplets,” I said, talking to the little ones that continued their morning antics, “But you could come out soon and meet your parents instead of using me as your personal gym,” I said with a rub of my bump, quickly waddling to pee
This time around, I’d gotten the idea of just wearing a t shirt to keep myself decent, a bra keeping the boobs in check. Not having bottoms on was a double edged sword: I could pee much quicker if I had to rush, but if I peed myself when the twins kicked me right in the bladder, then I’d have to arch my curved back and clean it up.
Getting on my knees at this point was comical, my breasts swaying from side to side like ripe fruits and the massive belly undulating with the babies kicking and punching with the extra room.
Thankfully, I made the trip intact this time, sitting down on the toilet to relieve myself yet again.
“It’s like clockwork with you two: last pregnancy was a bit random, though I was still getting used to the whole feeling of growing little human beings in me, so maybe now I’ve adjusted and your making me have to pee so much is natural,”
As I stood up, the lower twin moved more than usual, my hand going to the base of the belly, feeling something different.
Turning to the side, I gasped, seeing my belly visibly change shape in the mirror, more oblong and egg shaped compared to the round orb it was before.
“Just like that, you’re getting ready to come out, huh?” I exclaimed as he ran a hand down my belly, still getting used to the new shape.
I winked at the mirror, putting both hands on the small of my back, “Only makes me even sexier than I was before, pregged up and ready to pop,”
I shuffled off the shirt as best I could and unhooked the bra, freeing the ‘knockers’, as I called them occasionally. My hands still sometimes grasped them, jiggling the pair with a smirk
I shivered slightly as got into the shower, the twins continuing to move, though they’d gotten worn out from their morning thrashing they gave me
“Glad to see you don’t have too much energy. Maybe you’ll come today, who knows?” I said, gasping as the upper twin kicked hard enough to hit my boob as I rubbed the spot
“Don’t get in too much of a hurry there,” I commented, crying out again as the lower twin head-butted right near his cervix, my other hand moving to rub my butt, ballooned out slightly from baby fat, but also from wider hips, ready to give birth any day now
After getting as clean as I could with the limited ability to reach all the parts of my swollen body, I slowly stepped out.
When I reached for the towel, I grunted with a cramp, bearing down. But instead of the lingering ache of a Braxton Hicks, I let out a rumbling fart, blushing deeply
“Here’s hoping that’s just gas and not hinting that I’m entering beginning stages of labor,” I thought out loud, rubbing my back and bump together, looking down at my stretched bump, holding the twins that rested within.
“I’ll miss being so pregnant and even all your kicking and punching. But a new pregnancy will bring other experiences. And the pay isn’t bad either,”
For lunch, I felt a craving for chicken, though it wasn’t without the quirk of being covered in caramel and chocolate sauce
After filling my belly as much as he could, the twins making it so I couldn’t satisfy the cravings as much as I’d have wanted, I slowly plodded my full and content self back to the couch and flopped back, letting out another fart, looking down at my bump again
“Are you just making me that gassy today?”
The twins responded with more shifting and making ripples on the stretched skin. I smiled and reached for the oil to rub onto my belly, but paused as I felt a stabbing pain in my back.
“Really laid on it wrong when I took that nap, huh?” I commented, rubbing the ache away, both hands exploring the vastness of my baby mound.
After I’d gotten my belly shiny with oil, I felt the need to pee again, getting up, grunting at the pain in my back coming back, putting both hands on my back to try and counterbalance the muscle pain from hefting around 50 pounds of baby weight
I waddled back out from the bathroom, relieved for now, but still bothered by the back pain a bit
“Guess I’ll take another nap, but use a pillow this time to ease up on the pregnant back,”
My best pillow was pulled from the bed, placing it on the curve of my back and laying on my side, the only way I could sleep now, rubbing the now bare bump, the shirt I put on after the shower barely covering the DD boobs, braless now because I didn’t feel like going out
Only about half an hour had passed and I was woken up not by the need to empty my shrinking bladder, but by my back again, snapping me out of a restful sleep.
“Ow!” I exclaimed, rubbing my bump, noticing how it was hard to the touch
My eyes widened as I realized I might’ve already been in active labor, rocking myself up to a sitting position and starting Lamaze breathing.
But as I finished tge first set, my belly tightened again as the back pain flared up again and there was a massive release, an audible pop as I gasped
“Oh crap, my water broke; I’m having these babies today!”
As I tried to shift myself off the couch, I was somewhat glad I wasn’t wearing underwear, feeling a strong need to push, the labor progressing faster than expected.
The first twin was already moving down the birth canal as I screamed out in pain and squatted to push, the baby’s head crowning as I breathed through the pain.
A few moments later, the next contraction hit as I bore down as the first baby slid out. I managing to catch it and sighed, rubbing my bump after I put the first baby down gently on the pillow
“Guess you two wanted out and fast. Let’s see about getting your sister out there, huh, little guy?” I said, quickly waddling to his bedroom to finish his birth.
Let’s hope the next labor’s a bit slower.
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Giving birth to overdue twins on your own: you're a champ! When you say one week overdue, how many weeks do you have in mind? 41 weeks pregnant with a big pair of twins sounds awesome. You had no problem pushing the first one out, though!