He will come whenever he damn well feels like it...

... much to my chagrin. I still have another 5 days till my due date, so technically I shouldn't feel as impatient as I do now, but it's hard when you have people tell you that he could come whenever at this point. Due dates are a guess, so he could even come later if he really wanted! My doc would plan on inducing me by the 22nd if he doesn't come by then and I am ok with that.  It's good to know there is an end in sight.

The funny thing is, I am soo ready for this "condition" to be over with, but what do I do with a baby? Is it too late to be thinking of that? I mean, I've read stuff, but I feel like this is one of those things where you can read all you want but it's not going to really prepare you for real life. I need to relearn how to fold diapers. Call it silly, but one of my biggest fears is when I actually have to bathe him.

What I will not miss: the back ache, the needing assistance to roll over or sometimes get off the couch (the slats in the headboard have become really useful in giving me something to grab on to when needing to get out of bed or roll over), the gimpy walk, the pain in my left ass, not running, the heartburn, the cankles and pitting edema (as fun as it is to play with). I will miss the better behaved psoriasis. I am excited to drink alcohol (still in moderation) and perhaps more coffee.In the end, I don't have much to complain about. Things have been fairly easy so I will count my blessings for that.

I am excited to meet my little science experiment... What did the blending of our genes do? Currently, he's showing signs of Hulk-like proportions.

Check out that Hulk hand!