I was thankful out of spite this year. I am doing many things out of spite this year.
I was thankful for my baby, even though she's starting to be something of a hassle. I am starting to wonder what sort of dementia I have been suffering wanting a second chance at pregnancy. I was thankful for Erika, even if she is just about the worst person to have on hand while you're pregnant. I was even thankful for this lovely bouquet I received. I am not going to cower ever time I get some flowers. You're stalking the wrong girl to get that reaction, you monster.
I am sort of worried about the end of my term, though. What happens when I have to stay put? It's going to happen sooner rather than later. My second trimester will be over in roughly a month's time. I won't be able to run, soon.
No, I'm not going to dwell on that. Erika's been looking for a safe place. In her own way, I suppose. I need to focus on moving forward. Protecting the baby. For Tam and for myself. I will see this through.
