"Ah yes, I remember that stage. Other times you'll be up all night unable to sleep," Lara smiled wryly. "It's almost like time moves differently when you're pregnant. It seems like forever, but it just zips past, well, until the last couple of weeks, then time slows to a crawl."
"This is Dylan, and he's three weeks and one day old," She smiled down at her baby boy, heart swelling with adoration. Still a bit hormonal, happy tears shone in her eyes and she had to blink them away to see clearly again. Looking in the window display, her reflection smiled at the redhead curiously, "What caught your fancy?"