Eh.

I spent most of the morning frantically cleaning.  And why did I do that?  I have no idea.  But now that I have done it, I'm exhausted and I want a chocolate shake and nap for my efforts.

'Cause that's just what this pregnant woman wants. :D

Time is flying by.  And according to my mother, I really don't have any time left.  She told my Gram Cracker (who is out of the hospital!  YAY!) that I should be having Boo within a week.  A week...???  REALLY?  I think you are crazy.  Gram thinks he'll be here in 2 weeks.  And I want to tell everyone to just get out of my uterus.  Boo will come when he is ready.

I'm getting comments from people like: "You didn't pop yet?" or "WOW you are HUGE!!!!!" or "When are you serving his eviction notice?"  Okay, people.  I'm 9 months pregnant.  Most women go to 10 months.  *Hence 40 weeks.*  Please do not rush my child.  The latest he'll be out is September 9th.  Do I personally think he's going to wait that long?  No.  Do I think I'm going to be holding my child sometime in August?  Yes.  But he'll come when HE is ready.  Not when anyone else is.

Ohhh and when you see my big whale butt waddling in public don't stare at me like I'm some sort of leper.  I know that I waddle.  I know I look ridiculous.  Don't stare though.  I'm pregnant.  Who cares? 

Well I think it's time for my nap and to try to wake up my little one...he slept too much today. :D

Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee