I was feeling particularly bad yesterday, so I stayed home from work. I think I really needed some sleep because I overdid it this weekend. I spent the day with my family on Sunday, shopping for maternity clothes. And Saturday we hung out with Mike and Edie and ate sushi and played Dance Dance Revolution. No naps at all!

So yesterday, I slept about 8 hours, only getting up to eat. I felt like a bear or something. It is so weird to have to worry so much about things like eating and sleeping.

I bought a few pieces of baby clothes on clearance at Old Navy, but then I thought... I shouldn't be buying any clothes at all! People love to buy baby clothes for you at baby showers and stuff. So I will try to stop buying baby clothes for a while.

I brought home a bassinett from my sister's house on SUnday. When I brought it into the house, Jeff said, "that is so big! and it is only one!" Haha.

Today I am 10 weeks pregnant. I wish I had a screen on my tummy so that I could watch the passengers grow. I think my babies are fetuses now and not just embryos anymore. I want a glass window to the passengers, like a glass bottom boat. I want a direct line to hear their hearts beating all day long.

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And now for an update on my weight. I started pregnancy a few pounds up because of vacation and XMAS. At my smallest weight in November, I was 70 pounds gone. I weighed 227 the day I found out I was pregnant. This morning, I weighed in at 235. That means I have gained 8 pounds. Weight gain in the first trimester is supposed to be 3 to 5 pounds for one baby. So I am guessing a little more for two. That means that I am gaining too much weight. The day before I found out I was having twins, Jeff mentioned to me that I was eating like a fat girl again. I agreed and put a stop to it. Then I saw both passengers and realized why I was eating so much. People keep telling me, "it's ok, you are pregnant!" But that is not an excuse to eat cheese fries. :) It might be an excuse to eat a burger which I would have never ever eaten during my weight loss journey. But I need to make sure I don't use it as an excuse to eat ice cream whenever I want. It is weird, though, the 8 pounds added on haven't gotten to my face or hands or legs, they are all in my tummy and bum. I wonder if that means they are good weight?

I whined a little about how big my materinty clothes are, but really... they make me look healthy and plump and lovely. I am a plumpling and it is ok.