Thursday, August 3, 2006

It's not very comforting when...

...after feeling for Baby's position, etc., the midwife asks, "So, how big has your biggest been?".
Me: "8 pounds even."
(Side note: I love that Bri, our first, was born at eight pounds. The number eight symbolizes "new beginnings" isn't that cute?! Anyway, back to topic...)
Midwife: "Well, we'll have to wait and see, of course, but this one's looking like a big boy!".

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