I’m finally twelve weeks pregnant and I’m hoping that it means that I will finally start to feel better. Morning sickness kicked my ass since it had become all day sickness. Everything and anything had seemed to trigger it. Sebastian has been great. He kept to his word. He didn’t pressure me into moving into the house, but I’ve hardly stayed in my little apartment at all. Since we got together and I’m already pregnant I’ve been in his room a lot. I was on the bed, over it and in it. I also tested out all the other surfaces in the room. It is like a need that doesn’t seem to be able to be sated. He has been only working half days in order to help out with the kids and to keep up with this increased libido I have. He drops the kids in the morning before going to work and I stay at home with
