Another sign of pregnancy: throwing in the towel.

I am not a quitter. I don’t quit. The idea of quitting makes me fight harder. Today we have dived into what is most certainly a sign of third trimesteritis. I quit on something. I had ordered the sweetest pink gingham fabric to make curtains for Lexi’s loft area/nursery.
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Something furry on my feet.

Scene: My house.  At my desk.  Just finished up an 8am conference call on Friday morning (in fairness the main person was in the EU so we were being accommodating and not cruel).  It’s raining but birds are chirping outside.  It’s perfection.
The following dialog takes place in my head:
Where are the cats?
Must be they are [...]