Junk in the trunk…

No really, it’s gotten out of hand. I think if someone were to look in the windows of my Escape, I wouldn’t blame them for thinking that I was living in there. How do I fill up 31+ cubic feet of cargo space? Let’s look at the inventory:

• 2 scarves
• My nephew’s sweatshirt jacket (who lives in WA)
• New casserole dish purchased around Thanksgiving time
• Flip flops
• 2 records
• Fleece jacket
• Box of sunflower seed packets (Ben’s, I swear)
• Blanket
• Yoga mat
• Plus a few other misc stuff

Have you seen the size of those double strollers? They’re HUGE, especially if Ben convinces me to get a jogging one with off road tires. So I guess that means I better start cleaning out my car.

Someone told Ben about the Nesting Instinct and now he can’t wait for it to set in! “Around the fifth month of pregnancy, the "nesting" instinct can set in. This is an uncontrollable urge to clean one's house brought on by a desire to prepare a nest for the new baby, to tie up loose ends of old projects and to organize your world.” I’m doubtful though, anyone that knows me understands this instinct will have a lot to overcome. I want my kids to be neat and organized, so I guess I’d better get my act together and start setting a good example at some point.

12 weeks today, still no cravings and I guess I’ve completely missed the morning sickness ( whew!). Someone told me this means I’ll be having twin boys, old wives tale? Can’t wait to find out! I’m beginning to show a tiny bit, pics next week, promise.

When is it supposed to feel real?

I’ve officially hit 11 weeks now – but the news still doesn’t seem real yet. Maybe it doesn't set in until I start to get more of a "bump" or feel the first kicks. I’ve completely sidestepped morning sickness and haven’t had any cravings. Unfortunately, I’ve developed a food aversion to veggies and have now had to start putting spinach and garbanzo beans in my morning shakes to try and maintain a healthy diet.

Biggest difference is my appetite, I’m always STARVING! It’s sneaks up on me and I suddenly feel that I must eat now or heaven help my co-workers in the next cube. Maybe it’s a blessing in disguise, but it doesn’t take as much to fill me up…otherwise it would only take me about a week to gain the recommended 30 pounds.

Hardest thing so far? Being 2000+ miles away from my family and some of my closest friends. I’ve met some amazing people out here, of which I’m extremely grateful for. I miss my twin sis being able to just stop by. It would be especially helpful now, I feel like I need someone to be my voice of reason, are my emotions normal or just irrational hormones? Ask Ben – he will probably say irrational.