The Gestation of Awkward Mormon Girl

Nine months tomorrow, and we're still going strong.

Now, nine months isn't the longest period of time. It's only three-quarters of a year, after all. Marriages should last longer than nine months. And so should jobs. And ideally so would a jar of Nutella.

However. Some great things can be accomplished in nine months. School years begin and end. The world completes seventy-five percent of its early rotation. And then there's babies.

In the time this blog has existed, a baby could have been conceived, gestated, and expelled from the womb into the fluorescent lighting of a hospital room. If this baby was a blog, it could have been born by now. Say whaaaat?

Also, in internet time, nine months is, like, five years. And in that light, keeping this blog up for that long is quite an impressive feat. So yay.