It’s late enough in the week that I’m calling this one an “almost 39 weeks” update {remember, we’re a day ahead of the United States over here in New Zealand}.  Actually, according to specific dates and not generic weeks, I think I’m technically at the 39 week mark, but that’s neither here nor there.  I’m at the point where every day I wonder, “Will it be today?”  I’m trying not to dwell on that overly much.  As you can see, I’m still quite pregnant:

You’d think that I’d be better at taking pregnancy profile photos by now.  Nope.  And you’d think that I’d remember to take the scarf off so that you could actually see my tummy.  Apparently not.  Once I realized it, I was too apathetic to take another set of photos – just picture my stomach coming out to the point where the scarf ends.  Don’t get me started on how absent-minded I’ve been lately – my morning tea routine has gotten ridiculous, what with me making a cup of tea then forgetting about it, then making another cup of tea and forgetting about that…

It’s cold and rainy here, hence the scarf.  I wear one most of time.  We’ve had a few Indian Summer days, but usually it just feels kind of damp and chilly.

Things are OK.  I went out to lunch with a friend today and felt energetic… until I got home around 2pm.  From that point on, I was t-i-r-e-d.  I was tired to the point where you’re too tired to lay down to take a nap.  I was also very uncomfortable, so eventually decided to take a bath at like 3 o’clock in the afternoon.  Weird.  Sat in the tub for 30 minutes, reading, and then realized that I was still quite uncomfortable, feeling kind of crook, and that sitting in a tub of lukewarm water wasn’t doing anything.  So I got out of the tub and yes, put on my pajamas and bathrobe at 3:30 in the afternoon.  I’d already made a huge pot of pea soup for dinner that morning {like I said – I was feeling very energetic} and so there wasn’t much for me to do.  I laid on the couch for about 30 minutes, then worked on the computer – updating the budget, paid a few bills.

The afternoon passed very slowly.  Chris came home around 6:30pm, we ate dinner, we chatted, and watched a few episodes of “The Office” on DVD.  Now it’s about 8:45 and I’m ready for bed.  I contemplated taking another bath, actually, because I’m so uncomfortable.  I’m trying not to read anything into this and get excited about “things happening”, because frankly, it’s very disappointing when it doesn’t happen.  But I’m ready for baby boy to be born.