Today I shall wear maternity shirt #2 out of 6.

I feel like I've been pregnant forever. September cannot come soon enough! At the same time I am trying to enjoy this pregnancy as it may be my last.

It's funny, everyone sees that I'm pregnant, asks when I am due, and then says something to the effect of "Oy! A summer pregnancy!" Well I've already been through one summer pregnancy (although I do not tell them this) and I've also had a baby who was born at the end of June. I actually prefer the summer pregnancy over breastfeeding a hot, sticky, sweaty baby. It's easier to just deal with myself than with 2 of us. So I welcome the timing and don't mind summer and the wonderful hot days (although, at this point, it's more like hot days? what are those?)

Seriously, though, I just really want this little baby in my arms and a part of the family. Will be so excited once I hit that 38 week mark! 10 weeks to go until then...

What's that on your neck?

This morning I looked at my husband and noticed I'd accidentally given him a hickey on his neck. This made me giggle like a schoolgirl -- repeatedly.

Wait, accidentally?

Yes. I did not intend to give him a hickey, it just happened in the moment (of passion).

Part of the reason it makes me giggle so much is that it makes me happy knowing that we're doing well in our marriage.

Incidentally, when I first met him, he had a hickey on his neck (from another woman). It was actually a great icebreaker/conversation starter, and look where we are 13 years later!

Even though we are drowning in more rain today, I have a reason to giggle.