Diary,
I'm sorry I have found such little time to write... I've been so tired, and even thinking about dragging myself out of bed simply tires me out. Of course, the sheer discomfort I feel right now simply does not help matters, and I've been rather... short of temper, especially with my dear Torr, something I greatly dislike. It makes me wonder if this child is going to come at all... I still feel their movements, especially their kicking.
I can't help but wonder what it's going to be like, when that day finally comes... and, honestly, with how late it's getting--well, the healer believes it to be late, I don't know if that's actually true or not--and it's starting to scare me... and terribly so, at that.
It makes me wonder if my mother went through the same fears with my sister and I. My mother... she brought my sister and I into the world on the same day, nearly at the same time... if she could do it, so can I. But... but it still frightens me... I hope I'll be able to sleep, soon...
- Bretthera
