little lemonade...

All of my first thoughts were collaborated and jotted down,

which then received the title "Ps I love you." It became a letter to ps, about my hopes and fears and sudden excited love.

Ps is a nickname. The first nickname given. It came about from the understanding that the new tiny baby growing inside me, was about the size of a poppy seed.

As incredible a thing as pregnancy is, I'm not sure my toilet understands so well.

And at times, that has caused the time to inch by. Some days, it seems it should still be my little ps, but indeed it no longer is. It is now about the size of a lemon. Maybe I should call it my little lemonade. Because knowing I've been blessed with having another little one running around, and that it's thus far healthy and growing, is the upside in my nausea filled life!!

I think I should go pour some lemonade and make a toast to the little one that's estimated to arrive the end of May.