36 weeks

Can anyone else believe I am 36 weeks along? I sure can’t. 36 weeks out of 39 or 40 depending who you ask, with a due date ranging from March 28th to April 2nd also depending on who you ask. I am pretty sure that I am guaranteed to have the baby sometime outside that window of time.

My last day at work is this coming Friday. Good thing since I am past ready to be done there. Lately on Mondays by 9:00am I was having the exhaustion I usually feel on Fridays at 3:00pm.

I made a giant “to do before baby” list. I think I am stressing myself out about not knowing when he will arrive. Do I have two weeks left? Do I have six? I tend to tell myself that I should just think six, so I don’t drive myself crazy with the waiting… but then there is the whole -but we must get everything done before he gets here- angle and what if he comes tomorrow? Ack.

This morning I put together his stroller (thanks Chris!). And this weekend I will be packing my bag to bring to the hospital. Hopefully we will get a lot of cleaning and de-cluttering done too.

Zoe has been taking advantage of me lately. She knows how long it takes me to get off the couch and if I yell at her for getting on the kitchen counter or trying to steal my drink, she just kind of keeps at it and waits till I actually make it off the couch. She can be kind of cruel. Of course she knows she is easily forgiven and has been especially cuddly lately as well. Her new favorite spot is to climb right up into my armpit when I am laying on my side. Of course with all her weight on my stomach. Pat always asks me why I don’t make her move when she has me trapped in some uncomfortable position. What can I say? I am a sucker for a snuggly purry cat and willing to put up with a certain amount of uncomfortableness to keep her happy. She’s extremely good at getting me to relax, so its a trade off.