I'll have to buy two of everything. Two cribs. Two strollers. Two car-seats. Two times the diapers. Two times the baby outfits. Two babies are going to be growing inside of me. "How will they even fit in there?!" I wondered out loud.
Alex chuckled. "Babe. You're stomach will stretch. It's already stretching" he said.
I frowned and snapped my head up to look at my mate. "Are you calling me fat?" I accused. Alex looked panicked, whilst I looked down at my stomach. "Daddy just called Mommy fat" I told my tummy.
"You're not fat" Alex said quickly. "The babies are making you bigger"
I glared at him. "So you're calling our babies fat" I leaned down and kissed my belly. Perks of being flexible! I went through a yoga phase once. "Don't listen to Daddy. You guys aren't fat; you're perfect. And
