Item 21 has now been crossed off The List.
On June 1st, I became the mother of a healthy 8.4lbs, 20 in baby boy… with giant feet. At least that seems to be the consensus. As she handed me the bay, the nurse said “Look at those toes; they look like fingers!”
In all seriousness, everything went well, despite a C-section-obsessed doctor. I did win that battle and avoided major surgery.
Baby Bigfoot and I get to spend a few months together until I have to go back to work, so I’m just enjoying the moment.