Some people just never learn. After I decided that What to Expect When You Are Expecting was not for me, I didn’t touch it once. Yesterday, however, I wondered whether I had dismissed the book too fast and was missing something valuable because of avoiding it. So I opened the chapter “The Fifth Month” (which is where I am) to see whether the book had anything interesting to tell me. And this is the very first sentence of the chapter:
Week 18. At 5 1/2 inches long and about 5 ounces in weight (as much as that chicken breast you’re having for dinner, but a lot cuter), your baby is filling out nicely.
Thank dear God in heaven I hadn’t had a chicken breast for dinner or I would have served it right back up. Guess who will not be touching a chicken breast for at least a year.

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