As you can see, one of the only shirts that “fits” has to be pulled and stretched downward so that my entire jumbo beach ball is covered, thereby making me look like I’ve got one big bump beginning at my neck and ending above my hips…fashionista for sho.
As far as making an entrance, the twins have yet to do so. I am at the current moment three centimeters dilated and around 75% effaced…same as last week. Daddy is almost to the point of hilarity as the waiting becomes close to unbearable, but mommy, even though just a tad uncomfortable (understatement of the century) is happy we’ve gotten this far. Buuutttt…next week both parents will be extremely happy, tired, and besides themselves as we have an induction scheduled for Monday of next week! So, unless these two decide to exit earlier, I’ll be floating on cloud nine (and probably floating literally too after the weight of the twins is outside of my person) holding our baby girls in six days…crazy! The rest of this week will be spent trying to wrap my mind around this incredible fact as I lounge and bid time fly.
I’ll keep y’all posted! If you think of it, please offer up a little prayer or two for us and the safe and healthy delivery of our girls!