Way back in the earlier weeks of the pregnancy, when we got a firm due date and pregnancy math was still incomprehensible, I updated my Google calendar with the corresponding pregnancy weeks from then until the 40th week. This morning, I opened up the calendar to see this, which, quite frankly, startled me:
It seems like forever ago, and just yesterday, that I was peeing on ovulation predictor kits in my work bathroom. It all still seems pretty miraculous that all of this has happened, and in a matter of days I can count on both hands, we’ll be parents.
In other news, yes, I feel as uncomfortable as I look. Although, I suppose here at 39w5d, that is to be expected. It’s also the longest day of the year, and not just for me, apparently. More people have piped up about dates they’re predicting – so far, we have today (summer solstice), the 22nd, 25th, 26th (full moon – lots of people on this one), and 27th. My only guess is that it will be an even-numbered day. Weird.