Today last year I was going to an Army Dining Out event for my husbands command. I was “in labor” the whole time, uncomfortable, but it was a pleasant and beautiful event. We finished up this evening with a trip to Labor and Delivery where after an hour of walking around they told me ONCE AGAIN that I wasn’t dilating past a 2 and to “go home, you’re fine”. So… we went home, again.
I was quite plump
Today I am sitting at home with my beautiful little girl, being extremely happy that I am NOT at a formal event of any kind and that I don’t currently weigh more than my husband.