However, now that I'm solidly into my third trimester, it's all about how many months I've got left. Some days I feel like an inmate, scratching a tally on the walls of my cell. Other days I'm pretty thrilled that we're getting closer & closer to meeting our little girl. Then there are the days where I wonder, "What was I thinking & how in the world am I going to cope with a newborn & a three-year-old?!?"
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