Just about every single day, somebody somewhere says one of the following to me: "Any day now?" or "You look like you're about to pop!" I can honestly say that it doesn't actually bother me - I guess it's just bouncing off of my Bubble of Peace (yay Hypnobabies!) - but I'm baffled by it. I will be 35 weeks tomorrow; as of yesterday I was exactly 3 weeks from the point where I was when I had Brandon. And I know that I got much bigger by the time he came out - and I really feel like this one will stay in a little longer than 37 weeks, 5 days. I do feel big, because let's face it, I am. (I am 35 weeks pregnant after all.) But I don't in any way feel "ready to pop".
The really weird thing is that it's mostly women who have children of their own who are making the comments. I guess everybody just kind of forgets what those last few weeks of pregnancy are really like, and just how huge you really do get. For instance, I don't know if I'll still be able to do this three weeks from now:
...but then again, you never know. I specifically remember sitting in bed in the Mom & Baby ward the day after Brandon was born, looking at the clock and being annoyed that I was missing yoga class.
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