Overdue

That's what I am. Today is three days overdue. The baby clothes are all washed and folded, diapers are neatly stacked, the carseat is assembled and ready, Grandma and Grandpa are here. We're just missing one thing: a baby!

So to pass the time, I'll give you a couple of the best comments I've gotten on the pregnancy.

1. Are you sure you're not having twins?

2. Wow, you really are huge!

And my personal favorite:

3. I can't believe you can even walk!

Nice, really nice.

I have grown to love my doctor's nurse. She's so hilarious and just totally gets it. The last couple times I've been to my ob appointments she's seen the crazed look in my eye, recognized it for what it was, and gone searching for chocolate. Last time it was peanut butter m&m's in one of those cups that you leave a urine sample in.

One of the things I am looking forward to most about having this fifth baby here is feeling like I have control over my body again. Over the past 11 or so years, my weight has fluctuated back and forth and back and forth over a 70 pound range! That is so crazy to me. And while biologically that's more or less what's supposed to happen when you're bearing children, and incidentally it's been totally worth it for my precious babies, I'm ready to leave that phase behind, get back to the end of the 70 pound range that I like to be at, and feel in control. In the meantime, I feel like an elephant seal.

While Nate, who has run a whole lot of miles during this pregnancy, is more like this.

We make an interesting couple, to put it nicely. 

Can I just add here that Nate is so wonderful? Our bed is just too firm to support my gargantuan belly at the moment, so my nights are spent in the family room, on the cushy couch. Rather than enjoying sprawling out over the entire bed for a few weeks, Nate's been sleeping on the family room floor next to me on a row of couch cushions every night. If that's not the sweetest thing, I don't know what is. Every night after I spend five minutes getting positioned just right, he makes sure the fan is blowing in exactly the right direction, and lulls me to sleep with his soft snores. And each time I have a potty break, or spend a minute and a half rolling from my right side to my left, he's there, helping me get re-situated. What a guy.