Today is the 21st anniversary of the due date of my first son. He was actually born on the 28th--all 9 pounds, 9 ounces and 21 and a half inches of him. He's now 6-2 with a size 15 foot. Actually a nurse commented that he had big feet when she took his footprints, so I guess I shouldn't be surprised.
I remember that week of waiting. We tried something new everyday--pizza, Chinese food, a roast beef and apple pie dinner to simulate nesting. That's the one that did the trick. My water broke at about 11:30 and after15 hours with no progress beyong 3 centimeters, I had a c-section.

That was then. This is now.