Pretty much that's it. It's Fall today, which means I can wear my new boots and I should definitely change my wreath but I really like my summer wreath and also BABY because Winter doesn't start until....after my due date. I don't know when. It, quite literally, the season.
It also makes me want to make this sweet potato soup, because doesn't that seem really fall ish to you? Say yes. So basic, I know. But basic means predictable, and predictable happens because lots of people are doing it, and lots of people are doing it because IT WORKS AND IT'S GOOD. So there.
We have the "spot check" ultrasound, as my bff likes to say, this afternoon, to check and see if the spots on the baby's brain are 1. gone, 2. still there but not doing anything bad, or 3. still there and associate with other "not compatible with life" markers. We're going with option 1 or 2 as the preferred outcomes, and I'll let you know as soon as we know something.
But, in the meantime, FALL.