One month to go!!!

They say that time flies when you are having fun, I don't know who "they" are but "they" are wrong. Time flies all the time, in good and bad, and yes, in fun. I look down at my stomach, impeding the view of my toes and feet, and think to myself, "Wow, there is a child in there and it only took me 9 months to make!" Those nine months didn't just fly by, the went warp speed! No no, they went light speed!

Each day I find myself with a little less energy, a bit more need to lay on the couch and do nothing more than eat, sleep, and stare. And each day I also find myself a little more restless, as I have never been one to sit still for too long. I rest when I am tired, and work when I find I have the energy, even if that energy comes in waves of one hour increments.

So, news...
I have been having contractions, not painful ones, but the kind that leave my stomach feeling like there is a boulder inside rather than an infant. This means I am truly on the last leg of the tour.

Another interesting thing that has been happening, something that the books don't tell you, are the excruciating pains that come at any given moment, with no forewarning all, located in the hip flexors. These pains are apparently "shots" of hormones that help your ligaments to lengthen ahead of time in order to prepare your body to "push a piano sized object out of a nostril sized hole." (I had to put that in quotes because I read it somewhere once, and can not possibly take credit for the genius of similes) But other than that, I am great!
My current weight is equivalent to the size of a small whale, my acid reflux is torturous, and I am drinking about a liter of milk per day, go figure.
No, really, all joking aside, I am in good spirits. I feel...well the word happy is too small to describe what I am feeling...content doesn't do justice either. Floating in bliss might come closer to the accurate adjective...but even then, it merely simplfies a feeling much more profound than words are capable of telling.

I finally made the decision to go back to short hair, and what a great decision it was! With the heat of the summer and the extra pounds, the weight of my hair on my neck was enough to make me homocidal.

So, with that being said, I will give you what you have all been waiting for, perhaps the only reason you even read this blog...

Here are some cute belly photos from last week, which I know you are all dying to see!