Found this sweet vintage housedress at a thrift shop like new. I am carrying this wee one very low (girl?) and I'm reminded of author Ralph Moody's description of his mother looking like her front had all fallen all together south or something to that effect. :)
Tonight I'll make the trip out to see my nice midwife. I've dowloaded a few books off of librivox.org for the drive, The Battle of Life by Charles Dickens and St. George for England by G.A. Henty and am looking forward to the quiet time to listen and pray. I really love long car rides alone.