I have less than 9 weeks to go. I can say that with certainty since this time, there will be no such thing as a "late baby." Since I ended up with an emergency C-section with Warren, if I don't go into labor by my due date, they'll just slice me. Frankly, I really don't want another C-section, but I'll take it over the Worst Possible Labor/Delivery That Resulted In A Healthy Baby Ever.
Frankly, the time is flying by. I'm unbelievably busy at work, with new projects being added every day. And since I'm in the home stretch, everyone is giving me a ton of work to finish before I go. Really helpful.
But I enjoy the work, and I get to write for a living. Which I didn't think would be a valid career choice when I graduated. Especially with my lack of fiction-writing skills. Who knew there is a need for nerdy, factual essayists in the world?
Pregnancy the second time around is significantly easier for me, so far. All the horrible bone re-shaping has already been done, and I'm working hard at being easier on my body this time. Which is probably really helpful. I daresay this kid may actually be bigger than Warren was. At the very least, he/she is all elbows, knees and enormous feet. Stare at my midsection for a few minutes and you'll see the thrashing of limbs that is my existence.
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9 weeks...so that would put it in sometime around the end of February? Or the beginning of March?
THAT'S NOT SOON ENOUGH! Shit. I wanna hear baby stories NOW. (So I can make more fun of you! DUH. :P)
You sound happy. That makes me smile big. :)
I thought s/he was due at the beginning of Feb. :) I'm hoping for my bday Feb 1.
Hopefully, I can see you before the baby is born. :)
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