!Forty weeks --- agk's phlog 9 July 2021 @ 0942 --- written on Pinebook Pro while Evy sleeps --- Evy will be 40 weeks Saturday. First-time uninduced babies usually take 41 or 42, but we go to our jobs this weekend knowing it's our "due" date. Evy says a baby is not a bill. We don't need to birth to avoid past-due notices. In one sense maybe she's wrong--parents and friends call and text, "Baby come yet?" Evy's standard response? "Fuck off." We're very glad they care, but this is the quietest part of our pregnancy. We're busy napping. It takes an hour to waddle to the Family Dollar to buy toilet paper. On the way back Evy walks one foot on the curb, one on the street, "to shake the baby loose." We hung the baby-weighing sling from a hardpoint so she could rest her abdomen in it and sway til baby turned. It's good if the baby faces Evy's spine, but it takes gravity to get baby's back (her heaviest part) turned that way. Pregnant people do not naturally spend much time face-down. Our friend Faith is here from North Dakota to cook and clean. We went to nursing school together. Disillusioned with nursing, she's learning Java programming. We all swam at the reservoir Tuesday with one of my coworkers. Then we played cards under a tree while Evy slept. Wednesday I taught CPR at work and got approved for FMLA family leave. We do a little weeding, admire our plants, and eat the tomatoes, blackberries, and mint. I haven't kept up with schoolwork. Mostly we've slept. On the couch Evy climbs on me and falls asleep. In bed she curls around my arm and leg. We're reading aloud Agnes Heller's sweet, sassy, smart book *A History of My Philosophy.* She wrote it after 60 years of philosophical practice. We also read O'Rourke and Standifer's *Gardening in the Humid South.* The authors were retired long-time colleagues in Louisiana State University's horticulture department. Sleeping and listening to the thoughts of caffeinated, opinionated elders, we quietly prepare our souls for motherhood.