Three Weeks

Now that it’s almost Wednesday, it’s literally 3 weeks now until my daughter turns 18.  She was born on her due date, which I heard was only 5% of babies. I remember looking forward to May 21 because that would make me the magical “37 weeks”. With a singleton baby, being born any time after 37 weeks is full term, with their due date being at 40 weeks. I was so scared to have a preemie!  I remember reaching that day and watching the top story at the time, which was the disappearance of Madeline McCann. I thought to myself- yeah I’m never leaving her alone while I go out partying. Dumb parents. Do I think the German guy did it?  I don’t know. I think they need to just come out and say what proof they have. They had a flash drive that was his damning evidence. They never said if Madeline was on the flash drive, though. 

This is what her entire day looked like on Sunday. She wanted to spent the day at my mom’s but crapped out on the couch literally all day. She looked through uber eats and put her selections in the cart, and I ordered once

I got home. By the time the food arrived, she was fast asleep. It went in the fridge. School is out and she only works weekends, so she must be up all night gaming. I really don’t care. She has earned it.