Nearly winter

This is my cup of peppermint tea: 

and this is top of my pretty Christmas tree: 

and then this:

(say it!)

a baby growing inside me. 

 (A girl. An already sweet as taffy kicking girl.)

Yes, it's true: I'm six months pregnant, and I feel as big and as happy
as a Thanksgiving Day Parade balloon.
(I float down city streets; I laugh; I sup on sugary cereals.)

Happy almost winter, everyone!