I haven't felt the twins move much today. A few flicks here and there, butnot the Royal Rumble that I'm used to. Granted I've not really given myself the time to sit still and do kick counts or anything until now. I'll let you know what I feel while I'm writing, so far,nothing. Maybe a bit more water, though I cannot imagine drinking any more water or peeing any more for that matter.
My stomach is also the size of, I don't know, something really small. Breakfast seems to be the only meal where I'm super limited. Oh there's the boy, little kicks up high. But like I was saying, breakfast and I ( or me not sure ) don't get along anymore. One egg is about all that I can stomach. Wait a half hour and have one piece of toast. But I have to start with the eggs, anything else makes me nauseous. Weird huh? Oh there's the boy again, twice, three times, again. wow looks like he either really likes breakfast talk or he hates me resting the tablet on my belly. Mmm I think I'll make breakfast for dinner tonight. Eggs and sausage and pancakes. Maybe put some blueberries in those.
And the girl chimes in followed immediately by the boy. That is what I'm used to. Ok looks like they're just fine in there.
My good friend from Keeperz (follow their blog) made the twins and Adi winter hats. I was excited, felt loved, and then the reality of the two heads filling those tiny hats and the big head filling the other. Two newborns and an all too independent toddler.
Can I do this? Yes, I know I can, I'll be a complete wreck for the most part, but I can do this.
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