7 Weeks To Go!

For some reason I thought it was 42 weeks for a full term pregnancy, not 40. I guess all the reading I've been doing hasn't helped my math skills. It's been a long 33 weeks, not the most enjoyable as some people would say, I found most of it rather rough. I'm at the stage now where I can barely put socks on, tying my shoes is very difficult so my Crocks come in handy but impractical when trudging through the snow. Sometimes I would like some sort of pully system to help me out of bed or off the couch and neither of these can be done without making some sort of grunting noise. The baby, I call Peanut, must be getting bigger stronger because sometimes the kicks kinda hurt. I don't have one of those cute pregnant bellies, I just look and feel huge and my belly button hasn't even popped out yet. Not much longer though. If nothing else I'm totally inspired to get back in shape, I don't like wadding around and struggling to bend over. It'll be nice to paint my toenails again, or just see them!