Charlie got this for me. Like I really have time for a journal of any kind. But Bella is out with Molly and Charlie is looking for a job. I was napping, but with three boys in my tummy that doesn't usually last long. And I thought Isabella was bad. I can't imagine what's going to happen when they're nine months along. I'm already big as a house. Speaking of, Charlie thinks he might have found one not too far from the Burrow. It'll be nice for Bella to grow up close to family. And having Molly just down the street will be a help to me. Hopefully things don't get too much harder, but my first pregnancy wasn't easy and that was just a single birth. Look at this, I just ramble and ramble. I'm blaming hormones. I should probably get something to eat. Either my tummy is rumbling or the boys are doing it. Either way it's lunch time.