We have shared so much quality time together the past few days, me and you. Trips to the midwife where you demonstrate with grunting noises of how mama is going to "push baby out", quick stops in for donuts at our favorite place in the city, climbing up on my lap as I try to finish up the last of my photo editing, and falling asleep together in the big bed. Papa has been putting in long hours at work, so we've both been happily keeping each other company. The last weeks are hard knowing my time to love only you is dwindling. I'm not quite sure how the heart doubles in size after multiple children, but I trust that it does.