InsaneJournal

I think I severely underestimated what it would be like, exactly, to be pregnant in July. Flowy maternity dresses, mocktails, and homemade popsicles have been my lifesavers. I basically just feel like a hot water bottle and I've still got months to go.

Though it is interesting feeling him move more. Interesting to want to organize the nursery to oblivion and then cry when it doesn't look right. And to know that I'm gaining weight specifically for the purposes of 'maternal stores of fat.'

I also started my fourth set of dreams. Demonic monsters on a killing spree - this can only be a job for a ramshackle team of those who dabble in the occult, and I know just who I have to see to get that started. Turns out he is just as prickly there as he is here, but I think I would be worried if he wasn't.