Sunday, November 19, 2006

Stick a fork in me

According to my doctor this past week, I am the "poster child for identical twins." Are you jealous? Well, don't be. Because it's not all it's cracked up to be, folks. Couldn't I have been like, the poster child for nice skin or something? Don't get me wrong--I am more than grateful that I have survived 34 weeks and that the girls are doing awesome. However, am I not allowed the occasional gripe? Even poster children sing the blues. I think so, anyway. They probably would if they had carpal tunnel syndrome and had to wear splints to bed and couldn't open boxes of Raisin Bran in the morning. Or if their fingers were so numb and tingly that they always felt like they were thawing out twenty-four hours a day. Or they might protest a little bit if their skin was so itchy that shaving their legs became this sick addiction because the razor was a good scratcher. And they might just have to mutter under their breath if they had shooting pains going up their thigh while taking reverence walks with their Sunbeams class, so much so that they cried out inadvertently and doubled over for a second, then continued walking as if nothing happened so as not to alarm the already mystified four-year olds. And might they not be a bit miffed if their stomach was stretched so tight you could bounce quarters off of it? Or what if the very act of putting on clothes was a funny joke and they wondered why couldn't nudity be socially acceptable for a couple of weeks? And do you think they would hate or love the fact that an interesting assortment of socks, wrappers, Hot Wheels cars, Polly Pocket boots, rubber bands, and food bits had accumulated on the floor everywhere due to a strict non-bending-over-for-anything-smaller-than-a-breadbox policy?!

So you see, even the glamorous life of a poster girl has its darker moments. Thank goodness I'm also campaigning for "poster child for having a sense of humor when you feel pretty crappy." Otherwise, I just don't know how I'd get up on my marshmallowy feet in the morning...

9 comments:

Jenni Smith said...

Still waiting to see a picture of the "poster girl"...hope your feet feel better!!! You're almost there!

Anonymous said...

Hailey -
There are so many people pulling for you!! I think about you almost every day - hoping and praying that you're doing okay. The "reverence walk" imagery made me laugh right out loud.

I think I'm in charge of gold stars this next year - and you are for sure getting two!

Betina said...

I am excited to see the babies when they come. Have Ben post pictures. I am sure you are very cute.

Kristen said...

Poor Hailey. At least this is one less pregnancy you have to suffer through. You're almost done!!

lisa v. clark said...

BLESS YOUR HEART! Bless your heart~ I miss you! And I know just what you need: good tv and the "box of fun" all to yourself: done and done!

Suzette Smith said...

I'd love to see a picture too. :)
Everyone's been talking about Hailey's blog over Thanksgiving, so I thought I'd jump on and see about this "stick a fork in me".

I'm completely amused, but I can't believe it's been months since I've seen you and I only live up the road.

I assume you're not coming to the funeral and will be missed! I look forward to seeing you - and the twins - when they arrive into the world.

Suzette

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Sarah said...

You famous people always find something to gripe about... :)

I like your blog - I heard about it from a friend of a friend. Don't mind if I stalk around here from time to time. Especially now that I get to look forward to pictures of twin girls!

Hailey's Beats and Bits said...

hey! we have the same name. Mine is HAILEY, too. is this your real name?