I have made the first trimester, a milestone. Master is elated. He has at last announced his child born of wedlock to his parents, they are softening slowly to their son’s radical private life. He is after all the only heir they have born to them both. He is beginning to make solid plans for a little one’s arrival come late November, early December. I am told the danger of loss while still existent is far lessened. I do not know if I feel elated or entrapped by this news. Either way this baby grows within, with or without my love.