It's almost surreal to think that this Thursday will put me at 37 weeks. All you women who have been pregnant before know what that magic number means: full term. Yikes! This pregnancy has just soared by so much more quickly than Drew's. However, 36 weeks is as exactly as I remember it: a pain! It's like the 36th week does something to the body that leaves you with pain, odd walking, indigestion, stretch marks, the inability to bend over, etc. It's just generally not a pretty picture. You begin to lose your independence in so many ways that it's frustrating. Sleep is great some nights, horrible other nights.
My 37 week appointment is on Friday. Nothing special should happen except the numbers on the scale should go up. ;) I really like my new doctor, so I'm looking forward to talking with him again.
And here is the first real belly picture at 36 1/2 weeks....
Yikes! She'll be here soon!