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Week 37/40 (Measuring as Week 41)

Dear Little George,

This is the point in my pregnancy with Simon where the doctor stopped telling me how large I was. She isn't afraid this time because we heavily suspect your largeness is your height and not your girth. She did, of course, measure your head last week and I bet that was to make sure you can exit. Your head circumference is average; you won't be induced because of your size. Alas, there is nowhere I can look on the web to tell you how large you are. You're probably over eight pounds.

I promised yesterday not to complain so I'll try to make this next section as factual as possible. I don't fit into clothes well and sometimes it actually hurts to sit in pants. I have developed a pinched nerve or something next to my right knee which prevents me from kneeling or putting all of my weight on my knee - something I now know I do ALL THE TIME. I itch and no amount of lotion on my belly seems to solve the problem. I'm usually hot. And sometimes? Sometimes I get winded getting up and walking from my cube over to the water cooler. It all feels a bit ridiculous. I never ever ever want to be fat again. EVER. I can't wait to be in control.

Anxiously awaiting your departure/arrival,

Mama

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