I’m feeling terribly nostalgic as the girls’ third birthday rapidly approaches. I cannot believe the passage of time….each day seems incredibly slow, yet when I turn and look over my shoulder nearly 3 years have passed by.
This is what life was like for me about this time in 2005:
I was swimming in these maternity pants, but I couldn’t find anything to fit my waist and my legs simultaneously. Everything was cutting off my circulation under my giant belly. Shirts were all too short. My feet were almost a full size larger than normal. My face was puffy. I don’t miss that, but I do miss feeling them move inside of me, kicking me, having the hiccups…I miss the nightly belly watch, where Dan and I would sit on the sofa laughing as my belly jumped around.