Okay.
Do you see my pregnancy ticker up the top of this page? People, we're almost down to double-digits. This is either really exciting or really scary. I haven't decided which.
I've been working out how pregnant I'll be at different important dates. It's fun.
On my brother's birthday, I'll be 27 weeks (13 to go).
On my first wedding anniversary, I'll be 29 weeks (11 to go).
On our Youth camp weekend, I'll be 32 weeks (8 to go).
At our church Christmas Carols, I'll be 36 weeks (4 to go).
On Christmas day, I'll be 38 weeks (2 to go).
On New Year's day, I'll be 39 weeks (1 to go).
Then I start freaking out.
I wonder how it will be, going on a 3-day camp at 32 weeks pregnant. With all young people doing young people stuff. I'll be hobbling around, and will have to sleep on a camp bed (with those really thin mattresses they always have at campgrounds). I'll just take LOTS of pillows. And water. And snacks. It should be okay, shouldn't it? At least we won't be in tents!
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