It's My Party (And I'll Cry If I Want To)

Wanna see a great trick?
Picture from the front:

Skinny.

Picture from the side:

Gigormous!
What's up with that?


This is going to be a whingey blog so if you are easily annoyed by whining please avert your eyes.
I'd really like for this baby to come. Now. Seriously. I have tried to remain useful in life as long as I possibly could and now I am relinquishing responsibility to my all too willing and capable husband. I can't go grocery shopping...hell, I can't even check the mail without needing a nap afterward. I'm okay with making dinner...as long as I can make it in less than 5 minutes or in 5 minute stints. Here is my typical day:
Wake up
Shower, Dress, Breakfast, Check Emails
Nap
Lunch, Load of Laundry (at which time I start cramping in my groin, legs and back and decide that crawling up the stairs might be easier than walking forgetting that once I'm down, I'm down...there's no getting up by myself)
Nap
Reading for Masters Degree
Try To Make Dinner
Eat Dinner
Watch Countless Hours of Horrible TV
Bed
However...when I get to bed this is when the heartburn and RLS starts up and I usually lay there for hours before I can even manage to start falling asleep. Not to mention, the 6 times a night I have to wake up to pee.

In the meantime, whenever I do make it out into public (with the help of my husband) I get comments like "I wish I had a pin so I could pop you"... I appreciate the sentiment, but please! you are a stranger. You don't get to make big pregnant lady comments to me.
The baby seems quite happy though. He is constantly on the move, all in my ribs and back and sides and hips and bladder. I am in constant fear that he might just fall out whenever I walk. He hiccups at least 5 times a day. When he sleeps, he sleeps like his dad...all sprawled out all over the place.
The doctor's appointment was a quick one this week - they were really busy in there. I have two next week - one on Tuesday and one on Thursday.

Here are measurement stats (Mom's request):
At 37 weeks and 4 days, I weigh 77kg (170lbs); my bust is 110cm (43in); my waist (or what used to be my waist) is 106cm (41.5in); and my hips are 110cm (43in).
Pre-pregnancy: I weighed 60kg (132lbs); my bust was 97cm (38in); my waist was 71.5cm (28in); and my hips were 97cm (38in).

I am officially all tuckered out now. It is time for my morning nap. This afternoon I am going to try and make Snickerdoodle Blondies. For my other blog: http://www.mymothermakesthebestdesserts.blogspot.com

Work It

36 weeks and 4 days along...and I got my hair done. Can't be looking horrible for those birthing pics...hopefully the color fades a bit in the next couple of weeks. I think it's a bit TOO dark and mysterious. Don't want the kid to be frightened upon arrival!
Doctor's appointment yesterday: not much to tell. Everything looks good, heartbeat is strong, growing as he should, fully engaged...but I could have told you that with the way he is bouncing around on my bladder and the way it feels like he might fall out when I walk around too much. I don't think he ever sleeps - always squirming and always has a foot in my ribs. We can't wait to meet him. If he is already fully engaged does that mean he'll come early? Hope so...
We finally came up with a backup name...and we like the backup name better than our original name. So it's all up in the air. I guess you'll have to wait until we name him when we see him to find out who we're dealing with. Middle name stays at Wayne...it's the first name that's up for grabs.
Bags are packed; hopefully the nursery will be finished off this weekend... now we play the waiting game. Hope the heat buggers off soon...