I got to see Kristopher's face for the first time in a month lat night. It's his birthday today. Being apart hasn't been too bad, I've got three jobs going on right now, and don't really have time to dwell on missing him. Which is convenient. I'm 15 weeks and 3 days right now and craving maternity pants. It's easy to forget that I'm pregnant. It seems like most people plan their's out. We are having a home birth. I met with the midwife last week. She seemed cool, kept the granola to a minimum. An unexpected, but pleasant surprise.