i think i mighta popped...

so today, i'm 11 weeks and 4 days.  i've been in colorado with my family (feeling so much better because it was cool and dry- exactly the opposite of kansas), not really paying attention to what i'm wearing.  we got back on thursday and, of course, i haven't done the laundry yet (again, people, still don't have much energy!) and i made plans to have lunch with one of my good friends from high school.  so i'm rushing around trying to figure out what to wear, still look halfway decent and NOT end up looking like a beached whale (which is what the stage i'm in right now has been labeled by me), and decided on this shirt and my gaucho pants that will stretch to no end. :) exactly the idea.  and this is what i discovered:

i think this was the day my body decided it was no longer going to be bloated by the ovarian cysts i had (which have shrunk to half their size :)) and make my uterus the reason for it all.  it's just weird and funny to adjust to being just almost 12 weeks and already showing! i know, i know, i have two babies, but it's still weird.  i don't feel like i should be having to adjust my wardrobe yet.  but i guess i should get used to all the new changes that are about to come... all i can say is, thank God for elastic waistbands and my friends who have lent me their maternity clothes- THANK YOU!! :)