Although I feel like I have been pregnant for an eternity (and I kind of have … since Jan.) and this summer heat wave is kicking my booty … in many ways, it’s hard to conceptualize that the third trimester is here already. It feels like it’s flown by.
And in the next twelve weeks, he who has no name will be here.
Our entire family dynamic will change. I will become mother to a son. Luis will become father to a son. Maya will become a big sister. And our little family of four will become five.
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