Christian has been pumping me up, trying to get me excited
(and trying to get me to smile), about picking out pumpkins for the studio.
Typically, Christian would leave this job up to me, and usually,
this is the type of activity that I'm happy doing alone.
But Christian is desperately trying to make me happy
so I don't die of depression and sickness.
He is the 100% best.
This pregnancy has never just been me.
He carries this load with me, and I love him so much for it.
I pointed to the pumpkins I liked, he picked them up, and put
them in the cart, and then we drove to the studio
and set them out near the front doors.
They look super cute.
Now, back to bed.
