I can't believe...

There's a stroller in my living room.
There's a packed 'birth center bag' in my closet.
There's a high chair at the end of the table.
There are eleven days to go until my due date.

Slowly but surely it's dawning on me that the baby will be HERE in a matter of weeks. During this pregnancy I've lived my life in weeks: Three weeks until the second trimester. Two weeks until earliest viability. One week until 30 weeks. Three weeks until 'term'. Every Tuesday morning, waking up rejoicing that I am one more week ahead. Yet my due date still feels like it's 'weeks' away... a nebulous event at the END of the month, and we're still at the beginning of the month, so it's really far away! My meticulous counting down has come to an end.

Right?

I feel so off guard when people say, "I've been wondering if you've had that baby yet!"

I feel like saying, "Of course not! I have WEEKS to go!"

I am very thankful to still be comfortable... for the most part, anyway. I LOVE feeling the baby move. After a single contraction, feelings of labor are nonexistent. And I still have a lot to accomplish. All those things conspire to make me feel as though I have lots of time! But ever-so-surely, I am crossing things off my list.

I am really curious to see if I am past term, twiddling my thumbs with nothing to do, or if I'm caught by surprise before these eleven days are even over. We will see!

Maternity photos at 38 weeks 2 days. Taken by the oh-so-talented Christina at Christina Marie Photography.