Took Sean to an indoor bouncy house arena today so he could play without incinerating in this monstrous heat. Whilst Sean was making his way through an obstacle course I sat on a bench to monitor his progress. An older woman motioned to the empty space beside me in the is-this-space-occupied and I made the appropriate gesture of it’s-free-go-on-and-sit-down. After a few seconds she said, “you look like you’re ready!” I shook my head a bit and said, “not until October” Her eyes widened and she looked down again, “Just one?” I said nothing and just nodded in the affirmative. She expelled a breath and said, “I’ve been a OB nurse for a very long time I thought you were due soon”
Shortly after this her youngest grandson was meddling with the older one and she was needed to mediate the dispute. About a half hour later our paths crossed again and I asked her, “So in your opinion how much bigger am I going to get?” With her head cocked to side she said, “Well you either have a heck of a lot of water in there…but I think you’ll have a nine pounder.”
So we will just have to see what will transpire in the next six weeks. I wonder if the impending one will follow in Sean’s poundage?