Update: Week 37

How far along are we?  Wow, wow, wow.   We are officially full term at 37 weeks.  I can barely believe it!  Until I look down, that is, because...

My belly is: Ginormous.  I used to see pregnant women and think, "There's no way I'll ever be that big."  Yeah, right.  In fact, my ankles want a piece of the action and are now giving my belly a run for its money.

Highlight of the week:  I don't know.  Getting to each new week has been a milestone since I was in the hospital in December.  At some point, though, the highlight of the week will be Cheeseburger's arrival!  Maybe this week, in fact...

What's Cheeseburger doing these days?  Making me utterly incapable of getting comfortable or sleeping.  How considerate of him or her!

Any odd cravings?  Not really.  I think that phase is over.  I do still love a good burger, though!  And Durel has stories about how I won't share the Girl Scout cookies with him...which he may or may not be exaggerating.

Anything else fun going on?  I was listening to the Beastie Boys yesterday and Cheeseburger went nuts.  I am so proud that he or she already has great taste in music!

What do you really miss? Oh, wow. So many things. Moving without grunting like I am doing manual labor. Moving without doing manual labor. My toes.

What are you excited about? Meeting this kid!  My first run after I get home from the hospital.

What are you not excited about? My ankles.

Have you had any deep thoughts this week?  Durel and I are about to be parents.  Awesome.

Hooray goes to:  My co-workers, who have gotten oddly used to my 6 hour work weeks, yet still treat me like a valued employee when I come back "full time" but am clearly a ticking time bomb, waiting to go into labor.