Forty weeks and six days

Noah got nothin' on me. I have a six-day-old child in my womb. Today we all go in for a “non-stress test,” which involves external fetal monitors to make sure that baby is still groovin'. My mom has been doing a wonderful job of keeping me amused, as have the cats. If you want to be amused, get a cat that fetches paper balls. HOURS of enjoyment. 🙂

4 thoughts on “Forty weeks and six days

  1. Hey Lynn. Cora here, complete with a sappy comment to bring tears to your hormonally-overloaded eyes.
    I just wanted to let you know I think you're pretty freaking cool, and to apologize for my passive-agressiveness at the Stone. I sometimes find myself forgetting that bosses are people, too. Anyhoo, it was great to see you the other day, and I'd love to meet the bouncing baby boy whenever he decides to show up.

  2. Go see a movie in a theater. You won't get to see that many in the coming year. Actually, go see movieS in the theater. You won't get to see that many in the coming year.

  3. Hi and thanks for visiting my blog! Wow, when you mentioned you were heavily pregnant I didn't realize you were THAT pregnant. 🙂
    I went 40 weeks and 8 days with my last child so I feel your pain. Eating half a loaf of banana bread and taking a hot bath got things rolling for me.

  4. Cora, thanks. You were always a pleasure. It was great running into you the other day, and I'd be delighted if we stayed in touch.
    Christina, I'm at 40 weeks and 8 days as of today. Thinking of taking a VERRRRRY long walk. 🙂 Though I could certainly eat me some banana bread! Nummers!
    Anonymous, there's a movie theater where I live that does a Moms and Babies matinee the first Monday of every month. I fully intend to take advantage of that.

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