Where's Ciara?

I'm morphing into an unrecognisable being, like caterpillar to butterfly except backwards. Aside from my waist, the first to go was my long hair, cause the time for straighteners will be gone soon and I might as well get used to it. Next off the list were the high heels and sexy underwear...I'll admit to feeling sadder about the former than the latter. After a relatively brief period of use, my wedding rings got the bullet a few weeks ago because my hands started to swell.

Last weekend I discovered none of my shoes fit me so I'm now wearing old woman sandals that close with velcro to accommodate my 2 sizes bigger feet. But the WORST and biggest sacrifice I've had to make so far was to get my beloved nails cut last week :<( I'm a shadow of my former self!

Last night in an act of defiance and great discomfort I almost gave myself contractions by painting my toe nails, because by God, I can't give everything up...and when I'm in labour (and possibly in stirrups) at least I'll know, if nothing else, my toes are still pretty!

Free a nipper...

We got our stroller, an important milestone so I hear. Its the Out n About Nipper for twins. Here's a picture and for future reference for me, when I'm trying to figure out how to open it and I've two babies crying and I'm crying, below is a demo for my future self.

We also have two car seats, two travel cots til we figure out the best sleeping arrangements, two bouncy chairs, a swing and a play gym. And I've nighties and baby grows from Tar and Sean's sister, so we're all set. All we need now are two babies. Am 32 weeks today and he said he'd bring me in at 38, so only 6 more weeks!!!