Getting closer....

Now, I know that the little pregnancy ticker to the left that's tracking my progress says I'm around 35 weeks. I feel like I'm closer to 39 weeks and, developmentally, the baby is a bit further along than 35 weeks. I've been contracting with more intensity the last few days and if I'm on my feet for even two seconds, they swell to the size of pontoon boats. The baby has dropped and feels like if he gets any lower, I'm going to see a little hand waving at the world....That was gross. Sorry! If you've had a baby, you know what I'm sayin', though.

The Hubby has been helpful. Although, I know he's worried and he gets fussy with me if I do the slightest thing that he thinks is "too much for me". If I need help moving laundry hampers or picking things off of the floor, the Bubs is my guy. He hasn't complained about helping me one bit. Thank goodness! I'm grateful that he has a daddy (and a Poppi) to watch and emulate that's not afraid to touch a dirty dish, cook a meal, or tackle a load of laundry if there's a need. I mean, I'm an old-fashined gal at times, but not so old-fashioned that I want a family that expects me to wait on them hand and foot! June Cleaver, I ain't!

So the bags for the hospital trek are out and being packed and we're trying to catch up on laundry and general house straightening. Poppi (the Bub's G-Daddy) is on standby to take care of Bubs when the need arises. Some may think we're jumping the gun a bit, and there is a chance that I've got a couple or so more weeks to go, but I'm feeling that "get ready to go" urge....and not the bathroom kind of "go", either.

So while we're waiting to see what happens, we'll continue to get ready for baby. I hope we have everything.....