My new favorite thing to do to help pass the time a little quicker is to blankly stare at strangers who ask when I'm due and reply with a confused, "Wait...what do you mean, due?" Don't worry, I usually put an end to their mumbling and apologizing after only a few moments, but it's certainly uncomfortable and hilarious (for me) while it lasts. I know it's a little mean, but it's a lot more fun than saying, "Seven more weeks" and then immediately hearing, "Oooof! You've got a hot couple months ahead!" Plus, when you're still getting sick most mornings, not sleeping well, and struggling to buckle your sandals, a good laugh is just what the doctor ordered. (I told you I was good at complaining.) Seven more weeks.
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