Happy Due Date to Me
Well, today marks the last of the 3 due dates given to me at various points along my pregnancy. I've now been off work for 2 weeks. I'm bored stiff. I don't wish I were still working, because I can't manage to be on my feet for more than an hour without serious pain. I don't fit any clothing anymore other than my stretchy Lulu Still Pants (my only regret is that I only have one pair!). I'm bored, and uncomfortable, and pretty much the size of a small planet. I think I have my own gravitational pull.
So this is the belly. And velcro-dog's butt. Until the big day, I'm spending my time surfing the internet on the couch (using what is left of my lap to precariously balance my laptop). And wishing death on the next person who tells me to "enjoy my free time" (difficult to do when all of your favorite activities are physical ones and walking from the couch to the bathroom is exhausting) and "they're easier to take care of on the inside". Gah.
The Bean has been served his eviction notice. So for those of you asking.... yup. Still pregnant.
Wish me luck