Week 36: I was told there would be a baby

I got dressed!

Time for my Week 36 update. I didn't think we'd get here, to be honest. But I'm beginning to think that this is going to be a September baby after all. Leo or Virgo, Leo or Virgo - we'll know soon! I know Harrison is rooting for a Leo (anything before August 23) both for his mental health and to preserve the sanctity of his own birthday, which is just 5 days after our due date. As wife to the world's most talented gift giver, I could use a little separation of birthdays myself, so I'll also root for a Leo

I'm sick of these stupid pinterest pregnancy questionnaire  topics, so I'm making up my own this week.

36 Weeks Pregnant, 28 days Until Due Date

Baby Size Comparison: Large cantaloupe says pregnancy app. Small baby sized, I say. Or. roughly the length of George Michael, but the weight of a svelte Yorkie.

Spirit Animal of the Week: Slow Loris.

Pregnancy Moment of the Week (of which I'll later be ashamed): I went to Kara's Cupcakes after my doctor's appointment and bought six cupcakes. I ate half of two different flavors, felt guilty, and brought the rest in to work today. I left them anonymously in the break room. If I may say, they were a little disappointing - too sugary. If they had been more delicious, I would be writing to say that I ate 6 cupcakes in one day. I made up for the disappointment with some ice cream.

New thing I can't do: I officially can't pick up dropped items from the floor. I dropped my badge on the way to the elevator yesterday and almost fell over in the middle of the office lobby trying to retrieve it. I finally got low enough by squashing my progeny's head while heaving my massive body to the floor, tripod style, to get it.

Body Troll of the Week (pregnant or labor?): My body is, ahem, clearing itself out. This is new, considering the almost 9 months of constipation that preceded it. Doctor says it could be a result of contractions, or it could be baby moving and unblocking my rectum. Seriously. How lovely is that?

Thing I should remember to be thankful for once I'm not pregnant: Absence of back of knee fat, and the eventual re-separation of my thighs.

Chalupa Debt of the Week: Now that we've officially announced it, I can complain publicly. The BoxWorks after party band is Jimmy Eat World, band behind of one of my all time favorite running songs. Box Works was scheduled right on top of my due date. It is our biggest event of the year, and on top of the fact that I should be doing a victory lap there about my new program this year,  barring a miracle, I'll be missing a free concert and party. I hope you're cute, baby.

Husband Quote of the Week: "You look like an egg in a tuxedo." - Harrison regarding my black maternity shorts and stained white t shirt.

Doctor Quote of the Week: "And there are his balls." I love my doctor.