Yeesh, that guy yesterday was a buzzkill, amiright? Let’s not invite him back again, ok?
Today is the last day of the first half of Squatch’s cooking time. Tomorrow, Karli will be at 20 weeks (even though Squatch is measuring at 21 weeks and change according to the ultrasound lady). So after today, we’ll be on the downhill slide.
Then life returns to normal, right?
Why are you laughing?
It’s kind of like college, where after your sophomore year, you become the experienced upperclassman. You know what you’re doing, where everything is, and the end seems in sight. Only with the pregnancy, none of those things are true.
Plus, Karli and I both took five years in undergrad, so let’s make sure that doesn’t happen. Bad comparison—we’ll stick with that uphill-downhill analogy.
So those of you who’ve crested that hill already—or have done this before—any advice for us as we begin our descent into parenthood?
That analogy sounds a lot more negative than it should.