Thirty-nine weeks. THIRTY-NINE WEEKS! Sweet valley high. Does that mean I can have this baby next week? My midwife says no.
I was thinking on the drive home about a short story that I read in high school about Rhinoceroses. People kept turning into rhinos. That’s about all I remember from the story, except that it was funny and I enjoyed it. As I was driving, I wondered if I am going to give birth to a baby rhinoceros.
You never know. It could happen.