IF OUR HEALER IS CORRECT----ONLY NINE DAYS TO GO
THAT'S NOT ENOUGH TIME
STAY IN THERE BABY

Nothing to see here!

I had the most AMAZING adventure today! My department offers opportunities to learn different languages because it makes dealing with the magical beings much easier than bringing along a translator---it builds trust! I'm already fluent in Gobblydegook, and while I'm sort of iffy on Giant Tongue, my Mermish is impeccable! So, I was asked to join an expedition to discuss some recent mermaid attacks on muggles! It was really quite fascinating, my bubble head charm worked brilliantly and I only stumbled once with my mermish!

BUT THAT WASN'T THE BEST PART

QUITE SUDDENLY, the mermaids scattered, and my project leader Gaston made some frantic gestures pointing behind me, and when I twisted around THERE WAS A SHARK! A SHARK! Swimming, went shooting right over my head like no body's business!

A bloody shark!

It was fantastic! It could have eaten me alive, it was so big!

Do not fret, folks! Zora just had some false alarms, also known as 'Braxton Hicks' contractions! Everything is well here on the Cresswell-Krum, front! If you received a panicked owl from me, I'm sorry, I---well, panicked! :)

It just serves as a reminder that our little bundle of радост is almost here! So excited. Still so nameless, but that's okay!

Seriously, how many books about how to raise a baby are there?!

Okay, so I have bought the tiniest jersey of every quidditch team in the league so that when our baby gets here, he or she can pick what team they want to root for!

I guess they'll like...crawl toward the one they like, or something.

But for me, let's go Kestrals!! WOO ZOEY!!