According to the pregnancy script, I only have 100 days to go until my due date. It seems like such a big number, but once tomorrow rolls around and I’m down to double digits it will feel like it’s not that far away.
(To prove that I am a true HP geek, if my due date is in 100 days then that means there are only 99 days until “Goblet of Fire” comes out in theaters. Which, incidentally, is why this baby is “not allowed” to be born early, because I intend on having my big pregnant self parked in front of a big screen with a pack of nachos on my lap on November 20th.)