33 Weeks, 3 Days

Yesterday Marga had a difficult audit at work (which she passed with flying colors) and she wore an outfit that my grandmother bought her back in The Great Black Friday Maternity Shopping Extravaganza of Aught Eight. I'd had a husband-foot-in-mouth moment the day before when I'd absentmindedly asked her if she was going to wear her business suit that she normally wears for business visits. Doh.

She's looking pretty good, if you ask me.

1.5 months to go!