You'd think I have a uterus in each thigh (uteri?) the way they are growing. I scoured my closet and put away all slightly-snug-at-all clothes and hung up the maternity wear to de-wrinkle. I don't do the rubber-band-around-the-buttons-on-my-jeans thing. From here on out it is all about comfort and room to breathe. I happily enter the second trimester where the baskets of laundry and sink-loads of dishes don't appear as Mt. Everest only as the ever present piles that they are. Around now I begin to get an itch to rearrange furniture, I don't know why. I am grateful that the bulk of this pregnancy will be spent in the "cool" months of this desert and just as it begins to get too warm the baby will have arrived.