pregnancy update: day whatever
So it turns out that although people have been birthing human beings for several years now, no one has an exact idea of what makes these little creatures decide to take the big plunge towards oxygen, or exactly when they're likely to do it. Sure, there are signs pointing towards an eventual end to this pregnancy, but they're more like a weather report that says it could thunder tomorrow but maybe not for another fourteen days. Like, thanks, but that doesn't help me plan my laundry very well. Suffice it to say that the baby hasn't decided to show yet, and until then I'm just a fat lady wasting away my vacation time. On the bright side, Oona's here, and she has netflix!