Hello,
I have been going to the specialist, since I said I would. I think it is helping, since I haven't seen anything very bad since the last time. Sometimes I think I see things in the trees, or people watching me, but it's not as bad as before. The specialist is a nice woman with large, red-rimmed glasses and a very small nose. She gives me lots of herbal teas. I am not putting her name here incase you may know her. So I guess that is that.
Evan is getting very big, but I love him a lot. He has little teeth and grabby fingers and I talk to him about everything. Well, not everything. But I feel like I can really talk to him, even though he's just a kid. He has very big, thoughtful eyes. Stevie says they look just like mine. We like to put on my favorite records, just Evan and I.
On another note, Stevie is pregnant again! I am excited and nervous and I'm suddenly very glad for the specialist. I am a bit scared, because I thought I was getting the hang of this thing, with Evan. I don't know how good I can do with another child, but I guess we'll see.
This website was very, very plain when I made it. I don't know much about coding, so I don't know why the colors have been changing.
Okay, bye.