Good morning folks! I feel like my weekend evaporated in a blur of sewing.
On the upside, I'm done! My curtains and cushions are pretty amateurish but they'll get the job done. For the curious, I have a bunch of photos of me over the past couple months and of our in-progress nursery
here. You can see my enormous belly (Saef, you were right, it does look like an easter egg), and a few mixed in pictures of Carter poking around and DH in the background. Also accomplished this weekend: assembling changing table, and buying a couple more maternity shirts since my belly is too big for the old ones.
Carter needs to have his nails trimmed again. Sigh. We did his front feet a week ago but didn't do his back feet. The back ones are easier on him and they need to be done because he stumbles more when they start growing too long. I was going to this weekend but was exhausted from everything else.
Interesting weight-related things I've been thinking about
: I'm now up to 174, which is a gain of 36lbs. Doctors are happy with it so I'm trying not to worry about it -- if I can keep it to 50lbs I think I'll be in a good place, and they say the gain slows down at the end with twins. More to the point, I'm feeling like no wonder I'm so tired all the time, I'm lugging around a huge amount of extra weight. Then I wonder how I ever managed to live my life back when I weighed 185 and it was all just extra fat. I can't imagine what it would have been like to be fat *and* pregnant and I am so happy that I lost the weight.