Monday, July 8, 2013


The only thing I truly enjoyed about being past the 40 week mark with Silas, was the look of horror on people's faces when I answered their question of "When are you due?".  Pretty highly enjoyable.  They usually kinda backed up a little when I answered...I guess so my baby wouldn't drop out and land on their new shoes.  But hey.  I'd be tempted to do the same if I ran into a woman who looked like this.

Large and in charge, y'all (I'm on my way to the hospital at this point...)

So here's my little sweet face after I grew him for 40 weeks and 6 days.

 And here he is having been out and about for 40 weeks and 6 days.

Sniff.  Time's a flyin'.

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