Lucky for me, my black dress still fits my growing tummy.
It was tight, but it worked.
It literally was the first time in probably a week that
I had left the Stillestead property.
And I almost didn't go.
Christian was so patient to not pressure me,
and was willing to take a daughter as his date, or go stag.
Lottie and Jane were so encouraging, helping get me
ready and excited to finally see me out of my PJs and oversized t-shirts.
And they were right, it was nice to feel feminine again.
