Dang Due Dates


I’m pregnant with our second child and I still can’t figure out how due dates work. The first day of your last menstrual cycle… The date you conceived (if you know it)… The measurement of the fetus, crown to rump… The height of the fundus…

I wouldn’t be surprised if somewhere down the line, women were given a mathematical equation, divide here, add 14, take the square root of 16, add a pinch of cinnamon, and multiply by 9.

Clearly math has never been my strong suit, but even still, I don’t truly know what week I am. (Don’t tell anyone I told you that.) I think I’m getting closer to the end of this pukey glorious first trimester, but I really don’t know.

If you’re told, “It looks like you are 10 and a half weeks” (which I was told last week), is that the same thing as being in your eleventh week? And if you’re 14 weeks and 3 days, what week does that put you in? Do you round up mid-week?

(It’s ok if you’re laughing at me. I’d laugh at me too if I wasn’t so confused by it all.)

Funny story: this baby that I am currently cooking has the same due date that Jackson had. Yeah. How weird is that?!?!?

Jackson’s due date was April 29th. He was born via c-section at 39 weeks due to his size, on April 22nd.

The due date for this kiddo is the same… April 29th. Guess the joke is on me.

I should’ve paid more attention in math class.