She glanced round the kitchen. It was small and curious to her, with its glittering kissing-bunch, its evergreens behind the pictures, its wooden chairs and little deal table. 1919, W. Somerset Maugham, The Moon and Sixpence, chapter 47 Through the open door you see a red-tiled floor, a large wooden bed, and on a deal table a ewer and a basin.
In my case the 3rd year was definitely more difficult than the 2nd and 1st, though it has to be said that most of the 1st was waiting for some students to catch up to a decent level. Masters year of my Astrodynamics MSci was much, much more difficult though.
During my second pregnancy, I realized why a second (and every subsequent) child has fewer pictures and accolades and less attention. Even though it took me a year to conceive the second time, when I finally did get pregnant, I was so consumed with the kid I already had that I couldn't focus on my second pregnancy. Every milestone, feeling or picture that I celebrated the first time kind of got ignored the second time around. Of course I love my second child as much as my older one, but pretty much everything about my second pregnancy was, in a way, less than my first.