The constant call of the kitchen (and bathroom)

Doctor appointment today and happily there have been no major changes in the past week. The great irony of being on bedrest is how often I still have to get up to go to the doctor--ultrasounds, weekly check-ups, non-stress tests, etc. But I learned that I've only gained 28 lbs. How is that possible? In the past week, my babies have gained half a pound each but I gained nothing. Where are they getting it from, the little leeches? My bone marrow? I swear I'm eating as much as I possibly can. With a stomach the size of a peanut I eat something about every hour. Protein and fruit is what I desire most. Dean helpfully suggested I begin spooning down straight lard. Mmm...

Also, I drink a gallon of water a day. This is true. I have a 30 oz. mug that I drain four times in every 24 hour period, sending me and my peanut bladder to the bathroom every hour. A forest of trees has been downed to bring me toilet paper. I am indeed a ridiculous specimen. 

It amazes me how babies get what they need. My friend, who is teeny-skinny, gets so sick with pregnancy that at full term she weighs 25 lbs LESS than before getting pregnant. How can she lose that much weight and deliver healthy 7 lbs babies? It's a magic trick. David Copperfield should be jealous. I'm certainly not.

It's been an hour since I ate something. Better get to it.