A New Year at Last!

Happy New Year, Everyone!

I am so happy to say goodbye to 2006 and welcome 2007. I think we probably all are. Not that I rang in the new year in any kind of special way. H and I stayed in, played a board game, and watched a few movies. It was simple but great.

After recovering from my cold before Christmas, I then had to take care of H, who caught the same thing I had. We were quite a sniffling mess most of our break. We still managed to see family and a few friends, even though we stayed in much more than we would have normally. It was exciting telling everyone about the babies being boys. And this time we got to do what we wanted—make announcements to our parents in person, in a special way. They were very surprised and excited to hear the news, especially since they thought we wouldn’t know until after the holidays. H’s parents’ visit was much less painful than their other recent visits have been, so all in all we had a good week.

Once I got over my cold, I began noticing all my new pregnancy aches and pains—ligaments stretching and ankles swelling and such. I am getting very large, and it’s all focused in my belly! My belly button is completely out now and I’m really carrying everything in a big ball in front of me. I look more like 6 months pregnant than 19 weeks. I’ve gained almost 20 pounds. For twins, I appear to be right on track. My sister, who is now 16 weeks, has only gained 1 pound. She is continuing to vomit occasionally which accounts for the low weight gain (she lost 3 pounds in the first trimester which she did gain back.) She doesn’t look pregnant at all. The funny thing is, I’m still squeezing into some non-maternity clothes (long sweaters and loose sweats and such), while she has converted entirely to maternity clothes already. We’re very different.

I am eating constantly, and I find that I am very uncoordinated and messy in my current state. I’ve managed to spill something on myself almost every night at dinner. It’s almost like I’m preparing myself for the mess the babies will bring. Last night, I had a bit of a scare as I lost my footing on the stairs at home and slid down a few steps on my well-padded butt. I screamed, more out of shock than pain, and was touched to see that not only H came running to check on me, but so did my two cats, who I had been sound asleep on my bed down the hall just moments before. My cats are so awesome. They actually ran right to me, eyes huge, tails puffed, looking all concerned. Maybe I can teach them to paw 911 when H isn’t home?