Disclaimer: I don't own Shakespeare in Love. Too tired to come up with a witty way of saying it, not that I've really used up my creative disclaimers on this story.
A/N: So much for updating all the time. Sorry. Seriously, I have five chapters I forgot I wrote. Bloody brilliant!
Dear Journal,
It's been so long, hasn't it? The babe will be coming any time now. Any time now. I have been so horribly tempered lately. But it is hard to bear the burden of a child, and arrogant Wessex, and the actual physical exhaustion of not having Will with me. I swear, a few weeks with that man and it seems as though we have been together for years. Or seconds. I do feel as though I have picked up some kind of dramatic flair from him though. Before knowing him, I was much the plainer.
Oh, my baby is kicking. Dear child.
Oh. Lord, what was that? Oh, that is odd. I think I am
