38 Weeks, 5 days...

Well Happy New Year then people.

I realized I haven't really given the full-on, straight up, no effing around view of my state. I included a skin version also because I find it doesn't really register until I see myself without a shirt on and then I say: Holy mother crapper! With clothes on, it's easy to sort of abstract the bump and just think it's a pillow.



I'm starting to feel the contractions and discomfort that are preparing me for the zero hour. So far: Bearable. So long as you relax and can move around and get in the right position. Although to say I was feeling a little grumpy might be a severe understatement. T pointed out that most of my sentances today contain a high ratio of swear words.

On a completely other topic, (thank christ, monsterteeth! You are getting hell boring!) a few people now, have mentioned not being able to leave a comment without having a blogger ID. Just to let y'all know, you can. Just select anonymous instead of any of the other options. Comments are good! They let me know you are out there.

I also wanted to renew the offer that if you would like to be updated by email, each time I post, let me know, and I can add you. That way, you don't have to check to see if it's updated. My new posts will be sent to you as soon as I publish.

Conversely, if you are on that list already and want to be removed, don't be shy to say so. Ye are not beholden to me, I do declare!

Finally, more proof that I have the cutest kitty cat in the universe.

Now excuse me, while I go hang off of the exercise ball to relieve the pressure of a human being trying to make his way very slowly through my pelvis.