Week 38: The Prophecy

I swear I can’t make this stuff up even if I wanted to. On week 38, I sat next to an old Italian lady on the bus on my way to work. She started gushing over my belly, asked if she could touch it, and then predicted that I would go into labor in two days. Of course, I just brushed it off. Because you just learn to tune out these things. This happened on Thursday morning. The next day I went in for a check up and the doctor said I wasn’t showing any signs of early labor. On Saturday night (or Sunday morning), I woke up because my water broke. It was also daylight savings time … so if it were not, the old Italian lady’s prediction would have made the two day cut off!

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