Less than two weeks until the kids are in school, and I am considered 'full term.' Thirty seven weeks is the magic number, when you start to think, 'any day now...' but of course most of the time ladies are impatiently waiting (and waddling) as their due date comes (and sometimes goes.) I've been really lucky in the past, I've given birth at 37 and 39 weeks, and I've had pretty short labors. But that was almost 6 years ago...and now being 'older' and all, I can't help but be a little fearful that things won't be quite so easy.
I am looking forward more and more to at least a couple of days/weeks home without the kids in which I can get a pedicure or a haircut or who knows what without an entourage of kids along. But eventually the discomfort of being pregnant takes over, pushing aside any fear of labor or desire to 'get ready.' Luckily, while I'm large and bumbling (and starting to knock things over with my belly) I'm not completely miserable. Yet.