How are you?

So, since everyone and their mom (literally) asks me this all the time, I will tell you.

I am still pregnant.


I am 34.6 pounds (at last weigh-in) bigger than I ever have been in my life.

I am tired of hearing about how everyone else I know has already had their baby or has a scheduled C-section. Not that I'm not happy for you, I just want my own baby to join the party.

I am miserable. Steven told me I have chronic miserable-ness. He's right. I even tried avoiding going out with people for an entire week because I was afraid I was too miserable to be around. When I finally did go out, I talked to one of my friends and it turns out, I'm just miserable at home around Steven...because I can be-but not around everyone else (thank you Anna!)

I am having regular contractions...they just don't progress or get worse. I have been having them for 3 days steadily and the past 2 weeks on and off.

I am having all sorts of other weird things happening (pressure in my pelvis, etc. etc. ) I told my doctor and she just smiled and said "Good. Your body is getting ready for baby"

I am dilated to almost a 3, 75% effaced, and the baby's head is dropped so low that they don't even count it after it goes further than this because he'll be coming out.

I am super tired of heartburn. Honestly, even water gives me heartburn. I sleep propped up with 4 pillows so I don't feel like gagging all night.

I am fully packed, prepped, and ready to leave for the hospital. I bought myself a hospital bag-it's super cute and has pink giraffe trim on it.

I am not sleeping through the night. Besides having to get up and pee, it's just uncomfortable having a small beach ball (Steven has upgraded my size category from basketball) to try and work around. But hey, good practice for the little one right?

I am even working ahead in my classes so just in case I have to leave to the hospital, I'm ready. My classes are over in 2 weeks and I've done most of the work already. Normally, that would be great except now I'm running out of things to do.

I am project-less. Over the summer I started collecting these unfinished projects. Well, they're finished, done, hanging up, whatever. I even made up about 25 new projects and they are all done too.

I am 80% done with Christmas presents...and Steven and I made all of them.

I am still hungry all the time. I have to eat little portions 85 times a day. There is just no room in me for my a full stomach, a fully-cooked baby, and all the organs and other important stuff.

I am tired of people telling me I look cute. Really, I appreciate it, but I have a mirror...I know what I look like.

I am currently watching my delirious husband give me a sock puppet show at the top of my computer screen because he is just as bored as me. I wish I was joking about this one.

I am 37 weeks 3 days pregnant, technically full term, and wishing more and more that I wasn't running out of things to do waiting for this little guy to make his entrance.

So there you go...since you asked ;)