When I'm not pregnant anymore???
Stephen and I will have a BABY. OUR OWN BABY. Who lives with us. ALL THE TIME!
and in order for me to not be pregnant? I...oh my god, you guys, it's almost too awful...I have to give birth to a baby.
A baby which, by yesterday's ultrasound, is estimated to weigh 8lbs, 4oz (which was a bit of a slap in the face after the doctor guessed "ohhh, probably seven pounds. her explanation for the discrepancy? "Well. You ARE tall, it's hard to guess when women are tall.") A baby whose head is measuring a full two weeks ahead of the rest of its body, in true Kathy AND Stephen fashion. (we need big heads to hold in our big brains. not because we have borderline hydrocephalus or anything like that.)
I just thought I would tell all of you about that, because I know that *I* was shocked to realize it.