Yup, I've reached 40 weeks, and all I can say is that I'm tired. Really tired. :)
I don't feel as big as I look in that picture. I probably should though, because I had to ease myself in the booth at lunch very carefully.
There's been absolutely no nesting of any sort. See the bags of laundry behind me? Didn't get put away. I made the bed! Can I have a gold star? ;)
I measured my waist, it's 49 inches right now. Before I got pregnant, it was 41". I've also only gained 15 pounds. Sounds good to me, I'm looking forward to being able to wear a little more than the 5 bottoms and 8 maternity shirts I have.
I'm not ready to have the baby. I need another month or something. I don't have a hospital bag packed in case we end up transferring... but that's partly due to the lack of clothes. I can't find the crib mattress because it's been a catch-all for the baby stuff. At least we have the car seat in place! :D
The baby has dropped a little more, but isn't engaged yet. No other action has happened, not even Braxton-Hicks. It might be a full moon tonight, but I don't think the baby's feeling any pull to come out.
I love my midwife! Pretty much every visit we end up talking about sewing machines or quilting or related stuff. Yesterday she showed me a bunch of fabric that she wants to make a quilt with and we ended up discussing patterns that would work. Apparently not too many people get to see her sewing corner, but she saw my sewing room in less-than-pristine-condition, so it's only fair. ;)
I did get a wee bit of sewing done in the past week. I made some hotpads for Chris's birthday.
I know... it's not a very manly gift, but he definitely appreciates and uses them. I bet he'll be bugging me to make a cast iron pan holder next. And yes, he's doing the majority of the cooking (and dishes!) these days. I do stuff like turn on the crock pot. :P
I bet next week I'll be ready to start trying to get the baby out of me.