My sister was born well under 9 months after my parents married. She was "premature". Yeah, right.
I'm putting off succumbing to the desert talk until Saturday. I have a Valentine's tradition involving a large helping of something decadent, wine, and a viewing of Tank Girl or similar.
I saw a study once that looked at the first few years of the Plymouth Colony, and found some huge percentage of babies born less than six months after their parents were married.
OMG, why am I so exhausted? I am too tired to work! For no good reason! I have got to get my shit together. At this point, I almost wish I would get actually sick, so at least I'd have an excuse.