I seem to be wandering in and out of the nursery more and more often now. Moving slowly from one task to another. Sometimes just looking. Day dreaming about life with two little ones. Remembering those hazy first days with Cohen. Sorting little clothes, adding to the hospital bag, folding sheets and taking a little longer each time I try to get up from the floor.
My tummy is certainly getting fuller. My face is rounder too. And I'm enjoying this time of pottering and planning.