(barely)
41 weeks. Or 40+7, as I believe we now say. This baby is quite happy where she is, thank you very much, and despite how much crying that's making me do, she's not keen on making a break for freedom.
At least I can now say that I only have a week left. Hopefully. Gah.
(Oh that's my niece, A, btw, sitting neatly atop my bump. Glad to know it can serve a purpose somehow.)
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