Just like that...

...one becomes two.


Grandpa Khichi predicts a boy and a girl. Will we get our Silas Ram and Quinn Parvati after all?

I am approaching Week 7 and am starting to feel some symptoms of pregnancy. There are a few food aversions (Chinese food, rice in general) but there aren't too many. It depends on the moment, and what my body tells me is a no-go. Of course, pasta, potatoes, and bread are most appetizing to me, but that is no different than if I were NOT pregnant! Irish Mama loves her carbs! (But then why is rice such a turn-off?) Most of all, I am tired. The go-go-go in me is more of a go-rest-go-rest-rest. This is obviously most unfortunate as I am not very good at relaxing, but these babies are most important so they win! I just wish there was something on TV to watch!

Current weight: 160 lbs. Yikes! Looks like I'll have to lose more than my baby weight once these babies come out! Oh well, gotta love a challenge.

And so we move on...


Our Little Buttercup.

I can't stop thinking about you! Are you alone in there? Do you have a partner? Your father and I have been dreaming about you since we met, planning for you since we married, and preparing for you since just last week when we found out you finally decided to make an appearance! Three failed rounds of IUI. And a halted IVF attempt that finally came to fruition on December 4, 2011. Nine days later, our dreams have come true. And so, here we are. Patiently impatient. Enjoying every step in creating you, but so looking forward to meeting you. xox mom*