some things defy logic

I'm not quite sure how it is possible that I've gained so much weight during this pregnancy. When I visited the doctor this past week, I had almost reached 200 pounds.

I can't remember exactly what Charlie said when I told him, but when I asked him to repeat it, this morning - he responded "I told you that you were a beautiful, glowing, pregnant woman."

That's not what I recall.

I think it had something to do with the fact that we might need to put an extra beam for support beneath our mattress.

My craving for peanut butter ice cream has subsided and in it's place is a much healthier craving for strawberries with whipped cream. And when I do eat, I'm not really taking in that many calories.

For every bite that I consume - at least three go to my children.

Yet twice now, I've had to repair the seam in my maternity pants.

If I wasn't going out to Extraordinary Desserts tonight with a few of my fellow triplet moms - I'd probably opt to wear my mumu. But, it's good to look presentable in public.

First thing tomorrow, I'm going to write a letter to the Gap regarding the poor workmanship in their maternity apparel.

Surely it can't be me.