Yes, this is Camaron's shirt. Pretty sure my closet is about done with me and my 39-week pregnant measurements. Let's just say, it was getting ridiculous, people. And I really hope I didn't permanently stretch out all of my pre-preggy clothes that I've been trying to make work the last couple of weeks. My mom will be happy I've finally given up on em.
Oh, did you catch that? Yes, we are in the 39th week. The last week (hopefully). I wouldn't say I'm at the "get this baby outta me!!!!!!" point yet -although, I've been getting closer to it as the last couple of nights have been a little rough for sleeping. Really, I feel incredibly blessed that my body has been transitioning into this last little bit of pregnancy so well. Of course, I'm only talking physically -we won't get into emotionally. But honestly, I can't wait to meet our little baby. It's becoming so real, yet it's still so hard to comprehend how close we're getting to actually having a baby. I don't know if that makes sense.
Saturday was my last day of work. It was bittersweet, as I've really come to enjoy my co-workers. But it is so nice to not have to worry about working right now. Mostly, I'm just trying to stay busy finishing baby's room, cleaning the house, getting freezer meals ready for post-pregnancy-craziness, and having fun with our friends and families. This is such a strange stage in life. I know I'm in for a lot of changes. I really don't know what to expect, so I'm trying to prepare the best that i can.
p.s. highlight of the week: opening our front door one night to find a giant Hulk Hogan cutout standing there. I screamed and tried to hide. Hulkamania.