My labor with Jude started with a backache. Last night, I had a backache. Thankfully, it appears that it was more related to chasing him around the park for an hour than any stage of labor.
I confess that I went to bed slightly concerned that I might actually have a leap year baby. Apparently, according to my significant and no doubt reliable internet research, such babies are known as leaplings. With around 4 million roaming the earth, he had a 1 in 1,461 chance.
And while the day's not over here yet, at this point, it will be quite a shock if Silas makes leapling status.
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