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It's Quadruplets! | Quadruple The Love H.S

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ynstyles: Sitting in the OBGYN I'm so bored lol. Ask me questions!! #askboredyn

harryfan1: What is the worst thing you've experienced so far? - I'm scared of pregnancy 🙈 #askboredyn ↳ ynstyles: @harryfan1 Morning sickness sucks!! I hate feeling sick 😭 (Anyone got remedies? #help)

harryfan2: Will you be public with your pregnancy / baby? #askboredyn ↳ ynstyles: @harryfan2 Atm somewhat public? I don't want to hide it, but pregnancy is a scary thing and being too public is nerve racking atm

harryfan3: Is Harry with you? #askboredyn ↳ ynstyles: Always 💞

harryfan4: Do you and Harry want a boy or girl? #askboredyn ↳ ynstyles: @harryfan4 As cliché as it sounds, we just want a healthy baby! ↳ynstyles @harryfan4 (I want a boy, Harry wants a girl shh) You guys hear something?? 🤷🏽‍♀️ harryfan5: @harryfan4 YOU GOT TWO REPLIES NO FAIR

harryfan6: Who did you tell first besides Harry? #askboredyn ↳ ynstyles: @harryfan6 @annetwist ❤️

harrystyles: #askboredyn Do you need to pee? ↳ harryfan7: @harrystyles omg haha #preggoprobs ↳ ynstyles: @harrystyles Are you tweeting from the restroom? And no Xx

harryfan8: BUMP PIC #askboredyn ↳ ynstyles: @/harryfan8 Don't tell Harry I'm posting nudes lol

↳ harryfan8: @/ynstyles girlie it's barely a nude! lol @/harrystyles

harryfan9: Weirdest thing @/harrystyles does? #askboredyn ↳ ynstyles: @harryfan9 Picks his nose and he eats it ↳ harrystyles: @/ynstyles I DO NOT ↳ ynstyles: @/harrystyles Lies ↳ harrystyles: @/ynstyles Can we both get off our phones so those ladies quit looking at us?

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"Are you excited to see our babies?" Harry asked, a giddy feeling in my stomach.

"Look how big my tummy is" I grinned, pushing my shirt up to rest under my boobs, shifting a little. "I thought I was quite big for the first trimester"

"You're housing our beautiful babies in that perfect round tummy"

"I can't wait to feel them kick or move" I sighed, Harry's hand resting towards the lower side of my stomach.

"You say that now, just wait till they're kicking your bladder babe" He teased, leaning down to peck my lips.

With the absurdly cold gel on my stomach, Harry and I focused back on the black and white static screen, our male tech flipping the switch to hear their heartbeats.

"Here is baby A's heartbeat............................. baby B's........................... and baby C's"

Harry and I coo'd over them each when a familiar look appeared on the tech's face.

"Baby A" he hummed, flicking to the next one "Baby B" to the next, "Baby C" and... the next? "Mothers?" his tone was wavered. "Baby A... Baby B... Baby C.." he did it again before excusing himself from the room to grab the doctor and now I was royally freaking out.

One of the on call doctors came in, Harry's hand squeezing mine as tears threatened to fall, the screen turned away from us.

Was something wrong?

With quiet hums and the click of a mouse, the screen was turned back to us, the ultrasound technician standing to the side; "Alright, everything is looking good" She eased, my tightened chest slowly letting air back in. A grin started to appear on the doctors face, Harry's fingers intertwining with my own, his rings rubbing against the insides of my fingers. "Here is beautiful baby one's heartbeat" She smiled, showing the little flutter before showing us the baby. "Here is baby two" she repeated, "baby three" her smile got bigger as she flipped to the next screen, "And baby four"

Excuse me?

Harry's hand stilled in mine as my lips parted, my throat clearing as my head shook, "What?"

"Here is baby one-" she started to repeat, my head continuing to shake.

"No, no, I heard you.. four? Four?!" I begin to panic again, this time Harry not attempting to stop me as he leaned back in the chair.

"Yes, four" She confirmed, my shocked gaze staring at the new babies placenta sack, the tiny fetus shocking me to my core.

"How? It was.. it was three, last time! How is there four? Just four?" I rushed, moving to lean up on my elbows to view the screen better.

"Just four"

"You sure?" I snapped, the doctor nodding.

"How? How is there four?!"

"Mrs. Styles, sometimes with so many multiples, it's hard to see them all. They get overshadowed, or hidden-"

"There's just four, right?" I asked again, the doctor nodding. "How are you sure? We thought there was just three last time!"

"Like I said, sometimes-"

"No, I heard you! I'm just... four?! There's four?"

"Yes, you're having quadruplets"

"Oh my god" I exhaled, my body falling back as my eyes closed.

How in the hell am I supposed to carry FOUR babies?! F O U R ?!

"Your due date will be moved closer-"

"Oh my god! My due date!" I gasped, turning to look at Harry whom seemed to be caught in a state of disbelief as his body went catatonic.

"You'll be induced, pardon-" her throat cleared, "scheduled for a cesarean surgical procedure around 30 weeks"

My eyes widened.

"30 weeks?! THAT'S 10 WEEKS EARLY!" I yelled, Harry seeming to be snapped out of whatever state he was caught in, "They'll be too small!" I worried, the doctor moving to step closer to me, reaching for my hand only for my instinctive reaction being to yank it away. "I can't have four babies at 30 weeks! They'll be too small! They're.. they're supposed to be inside of me till 40 weeks!"

"With twins we try to induce you around 35 weeks. With more, we move it up, so triplets like you know would've been 33 weeks, and quads, 30" She explained, my racing heartrate causing my breathing to become a pant.

Frantically looking over at Harry who was staring at the ultrasound screen with a bewildered look on his face, I looked back over at the ultrasound technician, then the doctor, "I can't carry four babies" I stated, the doctors face becoming unreadable.

"You can. You're healthy enough-"

"No. You don't understand. I can't carry four babies"

"Why do you believe you cannot?" She asked, the room starting to move and blur as my waterline was ready to overflow.

"I.. I knew the risk... the risk of carrying.. carrying.. one baby!" I whimpered, "And then and then I was told.. told.. told I had three! Three babies! When I wasn't even supposed to have one!" I cried, "And now.. now... now I have four! Four babies inside of me?! Do I look.. look like someone who can carry FOUR babies?!" I shrieked, rubbing at my eyes so I could see clearly.

"Mrs. Styles, if we, medical professionals, didn't think you could safely carry multiples, we'd be having a different discussion" She tried to explain, the faint sound of one of my babies heartbeats ringing in my ears.

"Y/N? What are you saying?" Harry asked softly, finally zoning back into the conversation. "You can't have an abortion- they already have heartbeats" He said softly, the nerves he was feeling made his voice wavier slightly.

"I don't want an abortion" I cried, "I just... I can't carry four babies!"

The room was quiet other than my whimpers and whines; the faint sound of the heartbeat and Harry's chair scooting back against the linoleum floor.

He grabbed my hand, carefully moving me to sit upright before pulling me into his chest, "Harry, the gel" I worried, Harry ignoring me as my front pressed against one of his shirts.

"Inhale" he breathed in, "Exhale" he breathed out, having me copy him before he crouched in front of me, his hands resting on top of my thighs, eye level with my - bigger than normal for first trimester - belly. "There are four beautiful, loved, and wanted babies in here. I know you're scared, Y'N. I'm scared shitless too, but we can do this. We'll work with the doctors, make sure everything goes smoothly, and if it doesn't, they have everything they need to do their best job at helping us. We can't play god, Y/N. We can't change the world, or alter fate... but you found out at 23 years old that you'd have a hard time conceiving and I know how hard that was to find out, and live with. To get in a relationship where both of us wanted kids, to get married, and not follow through with that next step broke your heart, baby. It broke you into pieces. Your darkest days- You're getting what you wanted, babe. You have four beautiful babies right here" his hands moved to cradle the sides of my stomach, "Quadruple the amount you were told you'd have, and if you couldn't do it, if it wasn't meant to be, then we would've been looking at different painted colors, baby. We're lucky enough to be okay. To know we can support them, to know we have the means, the house, the yard, the family... we can do this. You are single handily carrying our family, and I know how terrifying that is" I wiped at my tears, Harry moving to stand on his feet, bringing me back into his chest, "But you're not alone. You've never been alone, Y/N." He kissed my lips, moving to cradle my face in his hands, "One step at a time, baby, remember?"

He wiped my tears as I nodded, leaning my head on his chest, "One step at a time" I repeated, my chin resting against his chest as I looked up at him, "I can't believe we have four babies...."

I heard a chuckle in front of me, reminding me that we weren't alone.

I pushed away from Harry, embarrassingly wiping at my face, apologizing to the professionals in front of me.

I could feel the heat radiating off of my cheeks when I was asked to lay back again as more gel got applied and moved around with the wand.

She mouthed something to Harry, to which he nodded at, before telling me, "I just want to check each one a little closer, get some photos and then we'll talk about our next steps, okay?" She asked calmly and I nodded.

I left the office hand in hand with Harry; Harry holding even more medical paraphernalia as I held onto the ultra sound photos and my bag.

"I knew IVF was known for being one of the main causes of multiples but... I never expected it to go this far. I mean, I guess we're lucky it stopped at four, right?" I joked, Harry opening the passenger side door for me, letting me hop in before closing it, muttering "Hopefully" and entering the car himself.

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How'd the ultrasound go? I want to see the pics!

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[jilliannbeck-bryant]

Spirituality Sunday... Who saw the pink full moon a couple weeks ago? This pic doesn't really do it justice. It was majestic! As most of you know, astrology is one of my many belief systems I practice. The moon represents mother, emotions, feminine and fertility. Apparently this one brought prosperity and good fortune. Any of you witness this? Our salt to water ratio in our blood is similar to the sea, so it's no wonder we get affected by the moon so much! Who gets super emotional and/or angry during a full moon?! 🤣🙋‍♀️ I've been better since pregnancy, but when my cycles follow the moon... oh boy!!! This might seem a little gross, but who has given blood from their womb back to the earth for 13 moons? Look it up. It's pretty powerful stuff! I did it one month and conceived lol. I also think it was partly to some fertility-boosting supplements I was taking. ;-) What is your moon sign? For example, mine is capricorn, so I can get moody, status-focused/motivated and a little cold/aloof during a full moon. My hubby has an Aries moon, so he gets super fiery and feisty! Haha. Lucky he gets even more of an energy boost than he already naturally usually had ugh! #preggoprobs #sotired Apparently more police are staffed on a full moon due to higher crime rates and hospitals are sooooo busy! I know this, because Evelyn was born on her due date on the full moon. #fullmoon #moonshit #astrology #spirituality #facts #science #ancient #mythology #occult #mystic #cosmic #energy #universe #belief #celestial #stars #writteninthestars #sign #whatsyoursign #fertility #mother #womb #earth #pinkfullmoon #supplements #theory #statistics #sharing (at Portland, Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzEyvybhWkm/?igshid=1e536rsxzlz6v

[mrsannventures]

WHY DO I SEE A LOT OF MY FAVORITE MAKEUP BRANDS GOING ON SALE??!! WHY NOW?? HONESTLY I CAN HOARD NOW BUT IT WOULD BE NO USE IF I CANT PUT THEM ON MY FACE. HUHU THESE BRANDS NEED TO GO 100% ORGANIC AND CRUELTY FREE ASAP!

[iamablueyedbombshell]

The tail bone pain is real when you buy a pillow to sit on in the car.. less than an hour after buying it, I already feel tons better. #preggoprobs

[randomlynavi]

Took a mini back to school shopping trip with mom today! I think I might have gone a little overboard with the journals/notebooks! It was still so fun, even though my feet are swollen and legs hurt! 😝#goodtime #backtoschool #minihaul #supplies #shopping #sanjose #greatmall #daytripwithmom #pens #notebooks #schoolsupplies #pencilcase #stickynoteswithcase #daisojapan #funtimewithmom #preggoprobs #swollenfeet #legshurt

[workingmomsunfiltered]

It seems that anytime I pick up the phone these days it is to hear that another friend is pregnant, which is beyond exciting! Mostly because I need more mom friends and second because my little one will have more friends. I kid, I kid. All this talk of pregnancy and new babies coming into the world has me reflecting on my experience. The experience brings with it lots of daydreaming about what’s to come, anticipation, fear and new challenges. I hope this blog helps some women understand they are not alone in this process while also bringing laughs.   If you can’t laugh through the crazy nine months, motherhood is sure to be a doozy.  

I am not one of those women that enjoyed being pregnant. Don’t get me wrong, I loved feeling the baby kick. I loved dreaming of what my baby would look like. I loved the sweet moments my husband and I will forever have while eagerly awaiting meeting our little man. I didn’t love everything else.                  

Let me explain.

The moment you pee on a stick and receive confirmation you are in fact, pregnant, your life changes in an instant. It is quite possibly the most exciting and oddest feeling I have had simultaneously. It felt as though something should change, you should feel different, right? But life as you know it is still the same; I was not quite sure what to do with myself. Once I got over the initial panic of “Am I ready for this?” I began the countdown to my first doctor’s appointment. In the back of my mind I constantly worried that “Ziggy”, short for zygote, was OK. I NEEDED to get to the doctor to hear the heart and confirm there was a baby growing in me. I had no other proof that he was there except for that stick I peed on. This would become a common theme between every doctor’s visit. Until Ziggy started moving, I would drive myself crazy hoping he was still alive. The first time I heard his heartbeat… life changed. That was when I knew everything was about to change.    

It is truly extraordinary carrying this little secret around with you. It was something I cherished. At work, I often found myself daydreaming of what the baby would be like. I would search for nursery themes and meticulously plan his room. It was during the first few weeks I came to understand what a distraction this would be. Never again would I walk into work with the same focus on just me. In the back of my mind I would consistently be thinking about my child. While family would always come first, it has been, and still is, a struggle for me to know that work cannot come first anymore. I spent years working long hours and proving myself in the workplace. What would I do when the baby came? Would my career suffer? How would I balance that? As luck would have it, the first time my hormones kicked in was at work. I was eating lunch with a good friend who knew I was early in the pregnancy and out of nowhere started ugly crying (very unlike me!). I was so afraid of how people at work would perceive me once I started showing. Would they think differently of me? Would my changing body be a distraction in meetings? Would all topics of conversation now be about the baby? I wanted to remain an equal in workplace. And this made me very aware that I would be noticeably different. I don’t think my friend knew what to do with this new emotional Berlyn! And truth is, neither did I! 

Aside from managing swinging hormones, watching your body change is the weirdest thing. Your boobs get bigger, your nipples darker (and sometimes bigger) and everything just starts to bloat. At first, there is this cute little belly.  But eventually, that cute little belly turns into something so massive your lady bits and feet become complete mysteries. You can’t see them anymore.. which is probably a good thing because they become bloated as well, which is crazy weird. Another fun change is your smell. Like EVERY SMELL out of your body is different. Couple that with the fact that your nose has super powers while preggo and you are in for a fun ride. I used to apologize profusely to my OB-GYN during appointments for being so “smelly.” She always promised I was fine but I was horrified. My mom always got a good laugh out of my “smell panic” while waiting for the doctor. She liked to make me more self-conscious by holding her nose to make it seem that I was in fact smelling up the room. Thanks, Mom. 

And the poor men! They just have to sit back and watch this mayhem unfold. I often asked my husband what he thought of my changing body. He gave the right answer, “It is beautiful.” But to this day, I wonder what he really thought. Some people told me that pregnancy can be a very sensual time. Well, that is quite possibly the last word I would use to describe it. It really should be a sensual time for everyone because once that baby comes, no one is getting any action for a while.  The whole time we were getting it on, I was thinking about how awkward my belly was. My friends and I laugh because the men typically wonder if they will “hit” the baby, which is hilarious. Even with my friendly reminders that my husband could not “hit” our baby there was one time he freaked out and yelled, “The baby grabbed me!” (I mentioned this blog is unfiltered, right?). I am pretty sure it was a muscle spasm he felt… definitely not our child! I laughed so hard I had to run to the bathroom before I peed everywhere. To this day, I can’t tell that story without laughing uncontrollably. One of my favorite moments of being pregnant for sure! 

There are many more challenges like constipation, hemorrhoids, raging hormones, hot flashes, sweat attacks and so much more. But the fun parts are: glowing skin, thick hair and feeling something grow in you. There just aren’t words to describe the feeling. 

My doctor and I decided for the health and safety of the baby and I, that being induced a week before my due date was necessary.  That night, I cried uncontrollably for fear of the unknown. I was so scared I would not be a good mom. I hoped I could be half the mom my mom is. I cried for fear of childbirth. I cried for fear of knowing my marriage would soon be changing. I cried for fear of knowing our life would be changing forever. It was both a nervous and happy cry. I didn’t sleep a wink that night; I cried the entire night. I went to work the next day, completely delirious. I had to tie up all loose ends before I went on maternity leave. It was my last day in the office and I was struggling knowing I had to put work down for the next three months or so. This was a huge part of my identity that would be changing forever - and I was not ready for it. 

I’ll end this trip down memory lane with one more story that still makes me laugh. For some reason, this whole notion of knowing when the baby was coming was freaking me out. I almost needed it to be unplanned so I couldn’t think so much about it. My mom and sister went on a rampage to find out how to get this baby to come naturally. They looked up every old wives remedy. That evening, they showed up at my door with Lemon drop cupcakes and castor oil (I am not kidding, look it up). They force-fed, OK not really but kind of, the dozen cupcakes and told me to have lots of sex that night. After devouring the cupcakes, I put the castor oil to my lips and just couldn’t. So, the next option was sex. Sounded great after being bloated from the cupcakes. But we did… and at the moment I thought was my husband’s look of pure joy, I quickly realized it wasn’t. “What is the matter? Why are you making that face?” 

“Your water broke all over me.” 

[adventuresasmrsfindley]

I put on real pants to go to Christmas Eve service and I’m already counting down the minutes until I can switch back to my beloved leggings. #preggoprobs

[sprinkleofglitr]

Lots of you asking if I'm going to be walking round main street today at @helloworldlive. Well, I'm gonna TRY! I'm having a lot of very painful pressure at the front of my pelvis (maybe SPD??) and so walking is agony. I'm not pulling out of any of my scheduled things, I'm still doing signings and stage things and all that good stuff, but, probably gonna struggle to casually wander. If anyone wants to push me about though- feel free hahaha!! #31weekspregnant #PreggoProbs 👶🏼👌🏻✨ http://ift.tt/2ibrKkk

[always-meegz]

#cravings #preggoprobs #pregnancy #ftm

Pi Day! 🥧

triple chocolate layer pie with a hazelnut-cocoa crust {gluten-free}

chocolate check mocha pie

S'mores Pie

chocolate bourbon pecan pie

NO BAKE CHOCOLATE STRAWBERRIES AND CREAM PIE

Gooey Brownie Pie

Spiced Bourbon Cherry Pie {gluten-free}

CARAMEL APPLE FREEZER PIE

NO BAKE PEANUT BUTTER PIE

Strawberry Pie

LEMON MASCARPONE CREAM PIE

Roasted Banana-Peanut Butter Cream Pie

Easy No Bake Chocolate Pie

More pies here!

Really nice recipes. Every hour.

Show me what you cooked!

[jilliannbeck-bryant]

Panaway... Cause, ALL the fat #preggoprobs🤰 Seriously though, I can see now why doc told me to cut down my dance teaching a little... baby is literally getting too heavy for my hips/tailbone/lower back. Gonna wear belly band from @motherhoodmaternity tonight and see if that helps a bit. https://www.instagram.com/p/B1M1pNKltqV/?igshid=4z0t8wmpfom4

[momfailhashtag]

@shelbykaitlyn15: Whitley is due to arrive in 10 short weeks and I haven’t done the first thing to her nursery 😬 #momfail #preggoprobs 🤰🏼

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[meredithtested]

A little #zerowaste lunch with my girl 😋 I have a running list in my head of the restaurants and coffee shops that offer real plates/glasses and cutlery ☺️Napkins were grabbed by the toddler and composted after ... Because yay, this place has a compost bin 🎉 #compostnerd My iced tea was about to be put in a plastic cup even though I ordered it "for here" - but the staff was happy to put it in a glass instead. I'm still having some major aversion to greens but this salad was calling my name and it was delish! Can't wait until my aversions start going away so I can eat more variety again 😬 #preggoprobs #toddlerfood #onmykidsplate #btv #burlingtonvt #latergram

[the-coddle-posts-blog]

The constant battle when you need to make every bite count💕 #preggoprobs Tag a mama you know ✨

[tricraftbeer]

"It ain't the heat, it's the humility." #yogiberra #eastcoast #preggoprobs #glowing #trainnow #racelater #skechersperformance #champsys #23weeks #fitpregnancy #fitmom (at Milford, Delaware)