Entering the final trimester, my belly seems to have really had a growth spurt this past week or two. It will soon eclipse my bust in circumference, and now I simply can’t zip up any of my warmer jackets, which kinda sucks as winter is still very much in season here.

I refuse to buy a new coat that I know I will only wear for a month, so layering sweaters it is.

Baby is active at all hours, which is great. Last night I could visually detect some of her movement on my bump’s surface through my shirt as I sat on the couch. Soon I will get to show Freya her little sister moving around. She is pretty excited about this whole thing, though I know the full impact won’t really hit her until we bring her sister home and she realizes that babies need a lot of attention. We’ll try hard to balance this shift as well as we can. I think it will be important to just include Freya in the baby’s care as much as we’re able and let her feel like she is helping out. She loves to help us and participate already.

It’s amazing the things she remembers. She does confuse details and might even fabricate a few things, but mostly she remembers well even things that happened months ago. For example last summer at the park we watched a butterfly resting on one of the slides. In early winter we went back to the park and she told Brian that there was a butterfly there, pointing at the slide. And last night she told me a story about how she was crying in the car when she was a baby and Mommy went in the house to get something and then came back and gave her a hug. I’m not sure what she is referring to here, my memory is probably not as strong as hers, but I’m just better at articulating it.