I was six weeks and six days pregnant when I found out I was having twins. Over the next week or so the faint feelings of nausea that I had been feeling throughout the day turned into full blown all day sickness and reached the point where I could no longer run, jog or even move very quickly without feeling like I was going to vomit. I went from being very active and doing everything quickly to not being able to do very much at all it seemed. Oh, except eat. I could do that very well indeed as that was the only thing that stopped me from feeling intensely sick.

Cereal, pasta, rice, bread. Anything fairly bland but immensely stodgy was wonderful for my nausea and that was all that mattered. As my pregnancy progressed my nausea passed and I began to get bigger and bigger. At no time did I have that wonderful period that some women talk about in the second trimester. You know, the one where they feel full of energy and glowing with health. Unfortunately I had one of my babies sitting on a nerve in my tummy that made standing up and walking around feeling like I had a hot poker moving up and down underneath my skin. The only way to relieve it was to lie down. Again, I was unable to do anything much physically except walk, slowly, for an hour or so before having to rest and relieve the nerve.

Eventually, after an evening at an award show with much loud music and fun, the baby moved off the nerve and I was free to move about freely again. Of course within a couple of weeks I hit my final trimester and I began to get bigger and bigger and bigger.

I began my pregnancy looking like this……..

And ended it looking like this……………

I was unable to wear anything but very stretchy, large clothes and that included very stretchy, large knickers and because of this I began to develop an unhealthy almost obsessive interest in fashion, clothing, accessories and even products.

I’ve always loved all of these things and been able to fit into and wear pretty much anything I liked. But suddenly I couldn’t and I found it strange. I was watching myself grow and grow and grow and the body I had known for thirty four years was changing daily.

On the tenth of June, 2010 I went in to hospital to have my babies by Cesarean section as Twin 1, my son Ned, was in the breech position. I knew that by having them delivered this way I would be unable to exercise for some time and also need to take time out to heal and get over what is essentially major abdominal surgery. This was hard for me as I wanted to be up and about and bouncing around after the babies minutes after having them, but this wasn’t to be.

However, 6 weeks on from giving birth I am really starting to feel myself again. I can tell that I am healing and have watched my ENORMOUS tummy shrinking.

As I feel myself getting stronger I can also now think about getting out of my over-sized leisurewear and back into ‘normal’ clothes. I am looking forward to this immensely and that is what this new section is all about. Rediscovering clothes, fashion, fun and frolics in a very different body and with two babies to take along with me.

And so I sit here on a balmy Sunday evening with my baby son in the crook of my arm and listen to my husband talking to our baby daughter in the kitchen as we prepare to take them up for a bath. As I type I realise that I’m  hoping you enjoy this journey as much as I’m going to. Although, when I give it some serious thought  I doubt you will as you need to realise that  I’m almost catatonic with the thought of getting back in to knickers that have a smaller surface area than Belgium!

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