Patrice.
I am well. I feel... rather cumbersome with how large my stomach is becoming. It's getting quite difficult to really do anything, especially on my own. And I am so tired - Other than that, I am well. After all, there are only seven weeks remaining. How could I be anything but?
Of course I will help Laelia plan something. Is there any day you would prefer, or any which you are unavailable?
And at some point soon, before Theodore is born, I would like to have Sloane and Giles over for dinner, if you are willing. I have been able to visit Portia a fair amount, and I have seen Beatrice some through our work on First Impressions, but with Sloane's work and the pregnancy, I haven't all the freedom in the world. Would you be opposed to having them over sometime this month?
I've just gone to check the study. The flowers are lovely and they smell absolutely divine. And thank you for the meringues as well. I don't know why I've been craving so much sugar this time, but thank you for indulging me nonetheless. I will recover my figure once Theodore is born, of course. No matter how difficult a task.