It was good that Zelda had help and that she wasn't drowning in motherhood. "I didn't either," Elsie admitted with a smile. Having two, already eighteen months apart and now the third on the same schedule was a lot. Els felt like she rarely got time without being pregnant these days. The problem was that her husband was just too lovable and she couldn't keep her hands off of him. Add in the prolifically fertile Beauregard family traits and she was doomed. It was alright though, it wasn't forever and she truly didn't mind being pregnant, even if she did miss the library when she could no longer go.

"It does not make you a bad person, there's nothing wrong with waiting a little while in between. Adella is three years older than I am and there are four years between Harvey and the tw—" Elsie caught herself. "And Lottie." She fixed her features and kept going. "You've just started your new job, Mr. Darrow will be away for a while, there's no rush." Els reasoned gently. She thought that everyone should do what was best for themselves and the rest would fall into place, this was no exception.