Still

Whoever said that women should be pregnant for 40 weeks needs to have something painful happen to them. I am ready--more than ready--to have this kid on the outside. Life has a sick sense of irony, and hopefully, it won't happen that I go over my due date just because Claire decided she needed to be early.

I've figured that maybe if I make enough plans to go out, I will go into labor just for the sheer inconvenience of it.... so I'm going to see Pirates of the Carribean tonight with Marc. It's the one movie I want to see on the big screen and won't be able to after the kid comes out (since I'm the food source and the movie is 3 hours long!).

If this weekend isn't about having a baby, it will be all about gardening, barbequeing, and playing in the sandbox.