For the most part, I’m enjoying my 2nd trimester. I mean, I’m too hot, finding a comfortable sleeping position is just starting to get difficult and I’m beginning to discover that I can’t do quite as much as I think I can. But then our little boy kicks me and I’m overwhelmed by the love I feel for him, or I catch sight of my growing bump and can’t stop a smile at the thought of him.
Time is starting to get swallowed up by the preparations we need to make, which to start with means working on the house. Continue reading “Preparing to Stop”