My Dear Family,
I'm sorry we don't see eye to eye about those two little numbers that appear on the thermostat. You have done a wonderful job of going outside to warm up. Thank you. Thank you also for not sitting too close to me. Or touching me. To my daughters dear, thank you for not minding when I use my baby protrusion to steady your head as I do your hair, or occasionally bumping into you with my belly. Just when I think I've learned to maneuver gracefully, I knock something over or whap you in the head. Sorry about that. Thank you for using your big arms to hug me. And husband, I will soon rejoin you in late night treats. I miss those. Also, it won't be long before I will be warming my feet on your legs instead of the other way around. I know you've missed that. Cuddling can also resume at that time. Before we know it, I will be able to share this little heater with all of you, and I'm pretty sure it will be a darn cute one and you'll appreciate the discomforts we've all tolerated.
One more thing. Thank you for being excited about having another little one squeeze into our lives.
Note about the dress: I stood in my closet Sunday morning sighing at my choice of clothes when I remembered this dress I made when I was pregnant with Pearl. I was elated to see it still fit over my growing mound. Vogue 2377 is the pattern I used, lengthening the hem on the lace-like fabric. I cut out the dress twice, once in the lace and once in lining and sewed it up as one still adding facing around the neck so you can't see the seams through the top layer, but left the sleeves without any lining.