35 weeks.
So. Small Monster has now officially been in there for 8 months, and the evil landlord Mama Monster is hoping to file eviction papers in a couple of weeks.
Yes, yes, I know, it’s more likely that he’ll go on to 42 weeks and I’ll have several more weeks where my hips feel like they’re going to fall off, but let me fantasize, will you?
Of course, that’s presuming the doctors don’t kick him out earlier. One week until the decisive ultrasound, and then we’ll see how it goes…


