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I did a wild and adventurous thing (for me) early this year, and traveled across the globe to Australia, to see dear friends, and meet new ones face to face. All in the first trimester. I’ve spent quite some time in first trimester, and have only gone beyond it twice.

I tried to remain hopeful and positive and not allow stress and worry to take too much hold, and I allowed myself to buy something for the baby. A kit for a beautiful hand-felted rainbow woolen dragon. Months passed, the pregnancy progressed, and all along I intended to make the dragon. I made other dragons. Even one for the baby. But not the dragon. Until now.

And now that it’s finished, I think that it is more for me, than for the baby. It symbolizes this journey, from beginning to end, and that we have made it! That we are ready! I dared to hope and my dreams have come true. I am about to be the mother of two. Two beautiful boys. Two beautiful children. Two amazing people whose mere being adds much joy and love to this earth.

For perspective. It’s a wee little dragon, this. BB is snuggled next to me as I write, and says, “That’s my dragon, and that’s your dragon!” He’s been such a love lately, and I’ve been trying to snuggle and nuzzle and spend time with him as much as possible, hoping to fill him with security in knowing how important he is to me, and that even though priorities will soon change with LB’s arrival, there is enough Mommy and enough LOVE to share all around (even though it may seem that LB will be getting most of the attention for a while).

I may yet write a letter to LB, before he’s born. I want to tell him about our journey. His journey. I want him to know how much he is wanted, and how blessed we are to have him, how our family is that much more beautiful, because of him.

• I’ve gained 17 pounds during this pregnancy. I like that LB has managed to gobble up some of my fat stores.
• My belly cast was a miserable failure. It was going well and looking sweet, and I was getting excited about how neat it was going to be, but there was a problem with gravity, boobs, and the drying process, and the fact that I was doing this alone didn’t help. I made a colossal mess of the bathroom, and left it for my dear cleaning girl to take care of. How opportune. There is more material and I can try it again, but I’m leaning towards capturing the art form photographically instead. I did take a picture of me wrapped in Glad Press-N-Seal, but won’t be sharing that, thank you. And, much as it was recommended as a good barrier for body casting, one ought to mention that it might not be the best idea to stick it to sensitive tissue like, say, for instance, one’s nipples. Ahem.
• I took a sick day to rest, since I’ve been waking up in the middle of the night lately, for at least 3 hour stretches. Thursday I started my workday (from home) at 4 a.m., since I was up anyway. That night I was up from 1-4 a.m. So it was good to take a Friday breather. Monday I have my amnio, and will work from home after that, and Tuesday I’ll work from home as well.
• …and then it will be Wednesday!!!!!! LB arrives to grace us all with his beautiful presence.