No babies yet. Feel like the Stay Puft Marshmellow Man. Or a blow fish that can't deflate. Am tired and bloated and fed up and bored. Its a gorgeous day outside and I can't even go for a walk along the waterfront in case a sprog drops out. On the plus side, the Bobs' room is finished (second crib arrived yesterday). Now all we need is two little munchkins to go in there.
Okay, that's all I can be bothered to write. Am going to look at baby clothes online and feel bloated some more.
Ciao skinny people who can all put their underwear on without fear of falling over or making odd grunting noises.
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