Wyatt
Wednesday night, Sundance picked me up and took me to the cabin after work. “I could have driven myself to dinner, honey,” I pointed out. “I would have been happy to pick Maisie up and take her as well.”
“You’re not really sayin’ that to me right now, are you?”
“No,” I grumbled, and he smiled gently as he drove.
“You’re carrying precious cargo, Dimples. I’m gonna be a little more protective going forward.”
I’d had my first prenatal visit yesterday, and we’d gotten to hear the baby’s heartbeat for the first time, which had made us both a little blubbery. My due date was a little over seven months from now.
We’d met his kids for dinner to give them the due date information, and they’d all been excited for us. Violet informed me the due date was close to Ellie the giraffe’s, and
