Today is 37 days away from Luke's due date. Saturday will mark 35 weeks pregnant with 35 days to go. This is a big deal in the pregnant community. I'm starting to freak out a little. I've been teaching the sister how to clean the house and make some meals. I've had the husband taking out the trash and recycling. I bought a white board so I could make a chore chart for everyone. I know I won't be able to micro manage once Luke is here, but it's keeping me sane in the mean time. I just measured myself and I am 44 inches around. I've put on 20 pounds, but my regular jeans still fit besides not buttoning. I have an appointment once a week now and next week the midwives will come to the house to see where we live and meet our pups. I bought a couple of dresses yesterday and will try to get dressed everyday for the next few weeks. I was sick for a while and all I wore was sweat pants and a sweatshirt. Aaron got to come home to a snotty, coughing mess of a wife for a week and a half. Things are looking better now, though.
