J and I visited our beloved nurse practitioner yesterday, and she told J how well she’s carrying. She added, “you’re totally built for this. You have the kind of build that looks like you’re carrying an eight-pound baby when, in fact, you’re carrying a ten-pound baby.”
Hilarious (more for me, perhaps, than for J). And I agree: my wife is built for this. She’s been incredible throughout this pregnancy, and I have so much faith in her ability to bring our son safely into the world. I’m way way proud.
So here are a few thirty-seven-week photos. What do you think, folks? Eight pounds? Ten pounds? Next week or two weeks overdue? Five hours of labor or fifty? (Don’t guess fifty. That would be rude.)