Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Short update for the drunk Memorial Day readers.

And, of course, anyone who might be interested.

30 weeks this Friday, 11 weeks to go. Getting excited. Lady Hem doing very well but getting tired much more easily; a fact she has only acknowledged now.

That is all.

Happy Memorial Day to all those it applies to. Otherwise, fuck you Monday.


The Unbearable Banishment said...

tick-tick-tick...it's like living with a time bomb. My advice: when the time comes, it's best not to look at the placenta. Just sayin'.

tennysoneehemingway said...

UB: a good time bomb though. Apparently, the new thing now is to not cut the cord and walk around with the placenta until it dries up and falls off naturally. You have to keep it in a cloth bag. Don't know whether we'll go that far.