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.