This is the best due date I ever had!
Ever since that second pink line showed up last June, I've been thinking about February 17th. I was fully prepared to weigh ten tons today and still be pregnant for a week, but guess what? I have an 8 day old infant and I've lost 20 pounds. Boom.
Sure, my nether regions are a CODE TEN MAN DOWN situation and I've still got a 3-inch green bruise from a nurse blowing a giant vein out in my arm, but at least I'm not pregnant any more. And I have the baby. And I'm getting my wine on tonight.
Yeah, I'm smug.
Stella is smug too.