189.5 pounds and 24 days until my due date.
I woke up at 9:00am after getting a pretty solid 8+ hours of sleep – partly due to the fact that I had finally learned how to walk to the bathroom, in the middle of the night, without actually waking up (a.k.a sleepingwalking/sleep peeing). I made the bed, swiffered the floors and got myself ready for the day. I was fearful that if I didn’t complete this ritual I was bound to crawl back into bed, where I would spend the entire day eating ice cream and watching day time television.
Realizing, that in less than a week of maternity leave, my life had gone completely sterile, I began searching the web for cheap last minute trips to places like San Diego and Hawaii. I quickly realized however, that my husband would not be on board with me going on vacation without him, especially considering my “condition” (big fat pregnant belly) and impending due date. Moments later, I got a timely text from my mother reminding me that several people STILL had not received thank you notes for their baby gifts (including my grandmother). I stopped daydreaming about Hawaii and got to it.