Okay, okay. I know last week I was talking about how I was ELEVEN weeks pregnant... but the math of pregnancy is VERY hard to follow and im losing track of all these fricken days. Turns out, Im thirteen weeks pregnant. Unfortinatly, things at week thirteen dont go to well...
THE DOWN SIDES:
1) I look fat. FAT. My clothes dont fit me anymore or anything. This wasnt a really big problem with Zack and Skye. But with twins.. oh God Im obese.
2) Sex is COMEPLETELY out of the question. No sex until these things are out of me. :(
3) These cravings arent even funny anymore. Neither are these hormones. I SCREAMED at Cole because I wanted starbucks. Whoops.
4) My boobs. HOLY CRAP I NEVER KNEW THEY COULD GET SO BIG. Like, thee big enough from the breast milk from Skye, but now that the twins are coming they are getting even BIGGER. Oh, and they ARENT done growing yet. Cole likes it. But he cant have it. CAUSE IM TOO FAT.
THE UP SIDES:
1) I can actually eat without puking everything up.
Oh, another down side: Thats the only upside I can think of :(
Zack, I miss you today. And not the way we used to be. I actually hate thinking about that. It was stupid. I miss the way we coulda been. I wanna be that way. I know we'd BOTH like it. Im over you. Sort of. Its all or nothing. Either I see you and we live happily, or we never see each other ever again. And we dont even get to try out what could possibly make us both really happy. Yeah, I miss you pretty bad today. All of you. But Im still smiling (:
xoxo, Maria.
PS: Tommy is convinced he has a gift at photography.
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