39.5 weeks=venting

Today I am officially 39.5 weeks. Which in pregnant woman terms, means I'm completely miserable. To be honest though, my body is holding up quite well. I don't really have much swelling to speak of, not much pain, I'm sleeping okay and I can move around pretty decent. But mentally, I'm starting to go down the tubes. I'm beginning to feel like she has made a permanent home inside of me and will never come out. Scott and I were trying to remember when I wasn't pregnant, and neither of us could. It's silly...and dramatic. But that's where I'm at. I'm to the point where dressing in any sort of decent looking clothes is so uncomfortable, I'm instantly grumpy. There are always lumps or rolls that shouldn't be showing, but are, in every item of clothing. The simplest movements become ridiculous, painful and/or comical. Bending over, rolling over, putting a seatbelt on, you name it. Food has lost all flavor and I really would prefer to not cook or eat for a few weeks if I can help it. My sleeping comes in shifts throughout the day and night. 4-5 hours here, 2-3 hours there. I'm sleeping, but not consistent. I have no desire to leave the house at all, but I go stir crazy if I don't do anything. My friends that are all pregnant and due around my date have pretty much all delivered early. So here I am, venting. :) We are all prepared here for her arrival. Clothes are washed, her corner in our room is set and the carseat is in the car. The kids have been practicing pushing her stroller around in the house and making faces at the pretend baby in the car. So she's welcome to come annnnnyyyyytiiiimmmmeee. 

In other family news, the kids are continuing tumbling and piano. Grace spends 75% of her day doing cartwheels around the house in between any activity. Down the hall, to the kitchen table, to the bedroom, from the car to the house. It's enough to drive me crazy, but I feel as though I was the same way. Tucker has only increased his obsession with Lego Star Wars and is sure to tell me everyday, which new set he would like for his birthday, Christmas or any day really. We're still working on that whole sense of entitlement thing. He is losing teeth left and right and is certain to make the tooth fairy broke these next few months. Scott is busy with work and church, although thoughts of the impending arrival of baby occupies most of his time. He's been sure to get all of his guy time, desert driving, coyote watching in before she comes so he can focus all of his attention on waiting on us hand and foot when she comes :) He celebrates his 30th birthday in 2 days and I was lucky enough to be able to pull off a surprise party for him without a hitch last weekend. All of his best buddies came and we celebrated with pizza and games. Scott was clueless and his reaction was priceless. A few weeks ago, my good friends threw me the cutest baby shower and I had a blast. I am overwhelmed with gratitude as people have showed us their love and support for our family. We're so grateful for good friends!

We're blessed and happy to be able to welcome our babe to the family soon. Lots of changes are coming our way!