I haven't been keeping track of this 2nd pregnancy like my last. With grandma in town, I figured I ought to know what week I'm in. I'm only organized enough these days to keep track of it in my planner, not in my head. I'm a few days beyond 16 weeks. After noting this, I sat down on the couch next to Luke's mom, then had to get up a few minutes later, and as I gathered the energy to launch myself off the couch, I groaned, looked over at Cristie, and said, "Man, I'm just over the halfway point and I already feel awful."
She gave me the weirdest look and then I shouted, "Oh no - pregnancy isn't 30 weeks, it's 40 weeks!"