Welcome 2010!

It’s 3.46 am 1 Jan 2010, I’m 23 weeks and 2 days pregnant with twins. I’m sleepless and simply can’t get over how HUGE I’m feeling. I’m praying for sideways expansion ’cause seriously any more forward expansion and I’ll be tumbling over real soon.  Below, a pic of myself on Christmas day seated on my Christmas presie on which I’ll probably be spending a lot of sleepless nights like these, at first nursing my increasingly unmanageable tummy and later nursing two anxiously awaited little creatures. B.t.w Don’t be desceived by how small the lounger makes my tummy seem, it’s HUGE and soon I’ll update you with another sideways shot to evidence the point.

I bought myself a dress yesterday, to see if perhaps it’s not the wiser choice in my current condition, I ended up laughing myself in a state of near shock. I refuse to show anyone what it looks like.  You’ll have to take my word for it. It’s a sad, sad little picture.  Fashionable will have to escape my vocabularly for a while.

Then, in case you wondered, little Lulu is still the sunshine in our lives. She’s undoubtedly the cutest dog ever.  She loves meeting and greeting every single dog and man she runs across on the beach and has no fear of water whatsoever which normally results in daily baths during the holiday season to wash off sea and sand.  She has an obsession with fetching balls and digging holes in the sand.  She also loves chasing after her own breed, especially Pesto (her imaginary boyfriend) who lives two houses from our beach house.  Unfortunately he has been neutered so it will have to remain what it is, a summer romance.

P.S. This is a rather untypical picture, normally she’ll be looking much more grungy and grimy, her most joyful state of being. This was taken a few hours after a bath.

She’s beginning to look just like her mom, only her mom has a better hairstyle ’cause she probably isn’t a hardcore outdoorsy dog that gets things stuck in her hair on a daily basis.

2010 is going to be a year of huge change for us and will be ushered in with great discomfort (already struggling not to keep my hands raised behind my head to ease my cramped breathing space).  Can’t wait to put the pregnancy phase behind me and get on parenting, it has undoubtedly been one of the most uncomfortable things I’ve ever experienced and is testing my patience and endurance on a daily basis.  Each time however I feel the little buggers moving and kicking, I’m reminded what it’s all about and feel deeply thankful to be able to experience this rite of passage and this very special and intimate bond. Simply can’t wait to meet them!

In the meantime I battle to stay sane and keep them safe and sound for another 14 weeks. It’s going to be a tough three months!