Although 2 of kiddos were born in November (beginning and end) and the other 2 were born in two different years, but two weeks apart in august; I’ve never actually been at the end of a pregnancy in the coldest months of winter. I was actually kind of excited to not be a hot 🥵 and sweaty mess for a change ( I live in AZ). I love being cold, but I guess I didn’t consider how bad it would be to be pregnant and catch all my other kiddos colds 🤧 even on winter break 🤷‍♀️. I guess the sweaty mess was better than I thought 🤷‍♀️