I pulled out my baby book the other day to check on how much I weighed at birth. While I was a normal weight (I weighed 8 pounds, 7 ounces), I discovered I was born almost THREE WEEKS after my due date. Seriously, three weeks. And only after they induced my mom.
You know how, while people talk about the nine months of pregnancy, it's actually 10 months long? Well, my mom was pregnant for almost 11 months! I'm surprised she didn't love me much less than my siblings for putting her through that (or, at least she didn't show it!)
At this point, I'm just hoping the timing of FunnyKid's arrival isn't hereditary. I'm counting down the final two weeks of this pregnancy (hoping it doesn't go quite that long) and don't think I could take it if I had to go another three weeks past that.
So many books...
2 years ago