Our 5K walk did not send me into labor, but it felt worthy of commemorating since this is a fitness blog and all. Yes, I finished, and it wasn’t that bad aside from having to pee and general baseball-bat-to-the-crotch feeling.
I don’t know why I’m posing like a supermodel, but…why not.
So…bam. 41 weeks today. Working it.
Let’s get this induction party started. 22 hours and counting!