I'm pulling a "Wendy!" Isaac's mommy was so in love with pregnancy that one Friday, she said, "I am going to miss having him inside me sooo much!" The following Monday, she was singing a slightly different melody...

"This kid needs to come out NOW."

I should point out that her beautiful son was born a mere four days later. Hooray for her!

As for me, I've been going on and on about how I want to wait another month and a half for Caleb to get here because I've been so COMFORTABLE! Then last night, I overdid. A lot. After a very long day at work, I came home and did some heavy lifting in our bedroom, and was getting ready to vacuum when I became so miserable I wanted to DIE! The nausea came back full force, my acid reflux threatened to rip my throat out of my head, and all the Tums did was forestall the inevitable urping. (That, and it made the urp look like I'd eaten nothing but rainbow sherbet for days...)

So Jonathan had to put up with a whiny, blechy preggo wife last night. I swear, there's something chemical released when you gripe sometimes - it really did make me feel better! And he handled it with marvelous grace - even gave me a foot rub to try to make me feel better.

Anyway, its morning now, and things are definitely looking better! I figure I could go another TWO months if I had to!
(Don't hold me to that!)