I am a cold weather girl. Raised in Michigan, I love the changing of seasons. I always look forward to fall weather and this year is no different. We’ve had some chilly days lately and I’ve been more than happy to pull out my long sleeves and socks and cuddle up on the couch with a soft blanket. In fact, that’s what I’m doing right now. Except that I’m actually wearing Mike’s long sleeves because none of mine really fit now.

I’m especially looking forward to this year’s autumn season because with it comes the birth of our new baby girl. She’s due to arrive around November 11th, and by then it will be plenty chilly. Her newborn days will be quite different than Luke’s were. Luke was born in late May, so my days with him on maternity leave were spent sweating. And sweating is no fun when you are nursing a newborn and healing from a c-section. This time I’ll be nursing a newborn in the chilly days of November and December. And since Mike is still not working, he will be home too. We’ll all be together, all four of us: Mike, Luke, me, and Baby Sister. I have visions of couch cuddling and cooing over the new baby. Smiles and hugs and kisses. Laughter. Tears of joy. What do you know? The tears of joy have already begun to be shed…