Last "us" trip for awhile...

So on Friday and Saturday, DH and I had a little overnight getaway. Some of our good friends, people I babysat for when I was 12, invited us for an expenses-paid night at Ceasar's Windsor. We relaxed, ate at a casino buffet (I actually really dislike buffets, but given that casino ones are often a little better and I am feeding two extra...well, it just seemed like the right thing to do), saw the Moscow Ballet perform the Nutcracker, ate a delicious breakfast and played a few slots. It was fun. I had two pieces of prime rib - everyone else at the table had one and yet I felt no shame. I was only proud of myself that I could do it...I have been feeling crappy lately with very little appetite. Actually, I laid in bed this morning for about an hour with a cold wash cloth on my head, trying not to loose my breakfast. Felt ok after that, but still...my body obviously did not get the memo that the second trimester is suppose to be blissful! Ok, maybe not blissful, but at least full of energy and appetite.

Did I feel the little buggers yet? I think so. The ob doesn't think it is out of the question, given that they're twins. But I'm not officially calling it. I'll let you know when I make the official "they're kicking!" call.

Today I decided that I need to do something to bring back the "this is exciting - I'm having a baby (babies)!" feeling that I experienced throughout my pregnancy with Emmeline. Although, I've been told by friends that twins or not, it is very difficult to feel the same about the second as one did with the first. I believe that, but I just want to experience some joy about this...it doesn't have to be often or intense, just present in some way. I wonder if something as simple as browsing a baby store would do the trick? I have spent a lot of time looking through old Emmeline photos and videos, which has been helpful. I also wonder how the feelings will change when we find out the sex. I can honestly say that I don't have a preference. The old cliche' rings true...as long as they're healthy.

I leave you with a pic of me at 14.5 weeks in front of a tree at Ceasar's Windsor. You ever have a picture taken that destroys the acceptable image you that have of yourself? This is one of those for me. I knew in my head that I was getting pretty big, but come on! Seriously??? Where are the babies going to go? The positive thing is that this picture inspired my to start using my Burt's Mama Bee Belly Balm sooner rather than later.