Dear Diary,
Peter and I spent our first Christmas with the twins. Cathy and Lizzie were so happy to unwrap their presents. I'm afraid we spoled them. But the smile on their faces were enough present to me. You know, I've never been so happy in my life as I was in that moment. I think Peter felt it too.
I have less than two months until my baby boy's birth. I can't wait to hold him in my arms already. I feel so tired of everything. I feel sick and unable to move around without getting too tired. I want everything to be over already. I want to hold Pete in my arms and be able to be strong again. Being weak is something I hate. It makes me moody all the time. It makes my temper to boil dangerously. I don't like that, cuz that hurt the people I love. Damn it! This is not for me! I better suffer in silent then snap at someone close to me! And usualy that someone is Peter.
I also got my best present for Christmas! My dad Noah was there! I've never thought I could see him for Christmas, but yet he was there! I was so happy! :) It made me remember all those Christmases when I was a little kid. Mom cooked and we all sat around the table. I sometimes miss these simple life I used to have as a member of Bennet family. It's not I don't like my life now. I'm with the man that I love and we have a beautiful family, but our life is far away to be normal and there is nothing simple about it. Add that weird feeling I have for my daughter Cathy from the future and yeah... as I said far away from normal.
I have to go back to bed now, feel so tired I barely keep my eyes open.
I'll write again as soon as I can.
Claire