The Final Month

I guess I should be completely thrilled that we have made it this far - right?
With week 37 upon us, I'm more anxious than ever. Yes I'm nervous, gitty, part freaking out, part convinced we are ready. It's fun...sort of.
I think Keith and I are too much of a "planner" couple for the final months of pregnancy to be super fun. All these things to think about....will my water break? will I have contractions? will I be early or late?
You would think after all this time, and the evolution of man, SOMETHING would be consistent as it relates to child birth.....apparently not.
So I've been spending my time in the nursery. It's my favorite room in the house, by far. Keith and I worked so  hard over the last few months creating this haven, and it's more than I could have dreamt. The colors are relaxing and soothing, the nic-nacs are in the perfect spots, tiny pooh bears and friends in their rightful place. It's truly an amazing space. We are trying our best to picture baby Herm...but of course we just have to wait.
"Not too much longer" "Any day now"
yeah yeah....we know. Just wait.
It is funny going out in public, people stare at me like I am a side show. They don't know how obvious they are being, but I giggle to myself. Apparently I look like I should have delivered yesterday, and people cant figure out why I'm out in public waddling around - little do they know I technically have 3 weeks to go.
Silly dumb public :) But I admit, I thought some of the same things when I wasn't pregnant and I would see a soon to be mom tipping around at Target or a restaurant. I apologize to any of those mom's if you read my thoughts - I understand now. You can't stay home all the time, it's boring. So even though its not fun, and its summer (and YES, thank you everyone, I know how hot it is) - we have to get out of the house once or twice a week. I will never look at a pregnant woman the same again. Being pittied is not fun.
So I HAD 4 September delivery buddies, and 2 of them have already delivered in August. I am VERY happy to report they are doing great, babies are healthy, mom's are healthy.....so needless to say....I'm bitter :) in the nicest way possible. Donna keeps telling me not to pray for early delivery, but now that we are in week 37 we are considered full term, so sorry Nana Donna, we're gonna start the baby-rain-dance.
Not that we need ANOTHER birthday in August, cause we don't. It's an internal debate.
So our bags are packed...everything we "need" is checked off. The nursery is ready, mommy and daddy to be are ready - time to coax out baby Herm.
The "pool" has started in case anyone wanted to know. Lots of guess for August, not many guesses above 8 pounds, and boy/girl is split down the middle. This should make for an interesting few weeks.
So me and my swollen exploding hands and feet are going to head back to the couch where we belong.
Congrats to the new mommy and daddies this month. We're thinking about you.
Happy final month to us -
Any time now HerMan