Pregnancy
I’m pregnant. The will to meet this little human grows with the strength of each kick and roll. I’m in the third trimester now, with a due date in early October. I've wanted an October baby for selfish reasons. Simply because I love fall and I love October. Ben and Violet have spring birthdays, while mine is in the fall. It'll be nice to even things out a bit. There's a high probability that this baby will come at the end of September though, which I've accepted. September is no October, but it's a hell of a lot better than August. I anticipate welcoming a little libra into the family. Being a scorpio myself, I'm thankful to not have to raise one. It'd probably kill me. Time has flown. The first trimester was dictated by the worst throws of exhaustion and waves of uneasiness. Cravings that came in earlier days: French fries, spiced cider, key lime pie. The second was mostly uneventful, which I say thankfully. I slept well and felt prett...