Living/Breathing Baby Growing Machine

I am officially just a living, breathing, baby growing machine. I really needed that bad day at the office to realize how much stress and discomfort I was placing on the babies just so I could feel like I still had a "career". So for now, I am done working. After the babies are a year old, then I'll see if there is 1) time and 2) the desire to go back to work and raise two kids.

Many many people have told me this over and over again. Caring for twins will keep me very, very, very, VERY busy. So far though, I'm just enjoying my time before they're born.

I have also heard that expectant mothers go through a time where they like to "nest". Apparently it is this primal urge to prepare for their baby, and it usually involves a lot of house cleaning, re-arrangement of furniture etc. So far, I'm still my very messy self, which drives Michael bonkers. Maybe that's why he decided to take that elective in Toronto for 4 weeks. Today is only Day 1. I miss him terribly, but not enough yet to take a plane ride in economy to visit him. Yes, once you've been in business class while pregnant, there's no turning back.