Just when I was starting to feel confident about my deadline, Mandy mentioned she was 34 weeks along. 34 weeks? That means I only have six more weeks, AT BEST. Two wedges in six weeks. Green took exactly two weeks, so in theory, I am good. But I am not certain anyone told the baby. I will have to be very monogamous if I am going to get this thing done in time.
Considering I am still on row one of my latest symptom of startitis, it doesn't sound like too much of a hardship.
Today, it is all about hoping a baby can read a calendar.
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