Lost Creek Hollow there, there, baby, it's just textbook stuff

“Learned new things,” she acquiesced with a light smile, preening at her mother’s attention. She couldn’t say she had been looking for anything in particular—but she still had loved every moment of her trip.

“Am I…?” She cleared her throat, stepping back to pointedly look at her mother—still beautiful, but softer with the adjustment of afterbirth. “Am I a big sister this year?”