March 27, 1916

"Is everything all right Carson?"

"Everything looks wonderful. You are a very healthy 33-week pregnant woman and he or she is a healthy baby."

Rosemary smiled with relief. "I heard that the baby drops around this time in the pregnancy."

"Sometimes, yes, the baby drops anywhere between 33 and 37 weeks. But other women don't really feel the baby drop until labor begins. It varies from person to person. Don't be alarmed if it happens, but don't be surprised if it doesn't happen I guess is what I'm trying to say." Carson smiled.

"Thank you Carson. Are we on for our normal time next Monday?"

Carson paused. "It'll have to be Tuesday. I do my rounds with the settlers on the first Monday of the month."

Rosemary nodded and smiled. "Tuesday it is."

March 30, 1916

Rosemary woke up to the smell of cinnamon and coffee on the stove.

She slowly walked downstairs. She noticed how she had recently developed more of a waddle when she walked. This baby was getting big and weighing her down.

"Lee!"

"Happy anniversary Sweetheart."

"Oh my goodness! Everything looks so good and I am starving!"

Lee pulled out the chair for Rosemary to sit down.

"Our wedding day was so nice and today is well…" she looked at the snow out the window. "This just might be the year with no spring." She chuckled.

"It will be here at some point. No winter lasts forever." Lee grinned.

"It's amazing how much things change in 3 years. I thought I would never be happier than I was on my wedding day, but now I can't imagine not having this baby, even though we haven't met him or her yet."

Lee nodded and smiled. He picked up his coffee cup. "To the 3 happiest years of my life."

"And to many more." Rosemary grinned.

April 23, 1916

It was Easter morning. Pastor Frank invited everyone to a beautiful spot outside of town for the sunrise service. The regular church service would be later that morning.

Elizabeth hugged Rosemary. "You look wonderful, and happy early birthday."

Rosemary smiled. "Thank you Elizabeth."

"You are so close." Elizabeth grinned, thrilled for one of her best friends.

"My 38th week started this morning." Rosemary beamed.

"How are you feeling these days?"

"Tired, but so excited."

"Well tell Lee that when you start nesting, he should know things are getting serious."

"Nesting?"

"That's when a pregnant woman has this sudden burst of energy out of nowhere after being tired for weeks. It happens right before the baby is born."

Rosemary smiled. "Oh, I know what you mean."

Elizabeth laughed.

"Aww, Johnny's first Easter."

"Would you like to hold him?"

Rosemary smiled and nodded.

"You're a natural." Elizabeth grinned, watching Rosemary hold Johnny.

"Before you know it, you'll be holding your own little man or little lady."

"I'm sure it's a boy."

"You're sure?"

"Lee is convinced it's a girl, but I know he's wrong, as he always is."

Lee gave Rosemary a stink eye. "As he always is?"

Elizabeth and Jack laughed.

After the sunrise service, everyone went to their house or Abigail's café to grab breakfast before the regular Sunday service. Abigail normally wasn't open on Sundays, but she decided to open for a couple hours this Sunday since the folks who came from out of town would have to go home just to turn around again.

Clara was happy for the distraction of helping to serve. Spring had finally come and she would love to take a walk with Jesse on this lovely morning that reminded her of the early phase of their courtship.

Once she, Bill, and Abigail had finished serving, Clara took out her last letter from Jesse that she got on Thursday. She reassured herself that she would make it and so would he. One day they would look back on this time and see it as a time that made them stronger, both as individuals and as a couple.

April 24, 1916

Rosemary once again woke to the smell of breakfast cooking.

"Mr. Coulter, you are going to spoil me." She smiled, walking down the stairs.

"Well you only turn 33 once and I thought I would make the morning of your 28th special. Happy birthday Honey."

They kissed.

"I have a gift for you."

Her eyes narrowed, playfully scowling at her husband. "I thought I told you no gift this year."

"I wanted to, so I did. You know how stubborn I can be, Rosie."

Rosemary laughed out loud. "Oh yes I do."

She gasped as she opened the box. "Lotion, perfume, powder. And they're in my favorite scent, rose!"

"A little rose for my favorite Rose."

"Did you know you are the best husband God ever created?"

"You've told me a time or two, but it's nice to be reminded."

Rosemary smiled and kissed her husband.

Lee cleared his throat. "Now when September rolls around, I expect the exact same kindness and gift value on my birthday."

Rosemary laughed. "I love you Lee."

"I love you Darling."