The funny thing about these babies is how they grow. See the photo above? That is from two weeks ago. Now the babies are almost too big for those outfits, which were swimming on them at the time.
And, yes, their special Aunti-Heather-knitted hats are woefully too small now.
This is what they did in utero too. They grew and grew and grew. Remember when I looked like this?
I was only SIX MONTHS PREGNANT!
And I am here to tell you that it does not all bounce back. Nope, it does not. We were at a family event last night and one of Euge's friends from growing up was there - six months pregnant with one baby - and I still look more pregnant than her.
Granted, it's gotten better. And there are corsety options I haven't embraced yet. But when I look at my post pregnancy belly in the mirror these days, it mostly reminds me of the tail end of a de-feathered turkey.
I don't have permission to start working out for another week, and I know that I need to consume calories for the never-ending breastfeeding. And sometimes - to paraphrase J-Lo in her People interview - I like to poke my jiggly belly. It makes me laugh, mija...
And, of course, the boys are worth the sacrifice of my skin texture and Earl low-rise jeans... but I think that I'll be doing some crunches starting this time next week, because turkey butt just isn't my thing.