Happiness

Okay, I'm over my little rant from last time. One thing that I have to say this pregnancy has "given" me is an ever-increasing respect and love for D. I mean, don't get me wrong, he has been my best friend for years, but it's just amazing to realise how much respect and trust we have for each other, and how tied we in are to each other's decision-making process. I really do feel that it's important that D be as comfortable with our choices as I am, and one thing the mini-intervention taught me is that he is; after all, this was a decision we made together.

While it has taken him a bit longer to adjust to the reality that we're going to be parents (let's face it, neither of us really know what we've gotten ourselves into) I do love how into it he is. He is already talking about when we could possibly have another one - would 18 months be too soon? (Yes! I won't even have finished my articles by then!) He is very psyched to take some serious time off with the next one. He is very keen to have a huge brood.

Have I mentioned that I've reached the honeymoon period? I'm rebutting all the pregnancy books - it's not the second trimester that's the best, it's the third. I have energy, I feel well, I hear myself laughing all the time.