9 months...it can only get bigger and better from here!

There are only 24 days left until my due date.  PRAISE GOD!!!  I am so ready to meet our kiddo and find out what it is!!! Everyone I meet, and very often people I don't know at all, want to tell me what I'm having (they all say a boy), but I'm dying to know!  Furthermore, I'm so ready to not be pregnant anymore.  It's crazy how I've been trying to gain 20 lbs. since high school and now that I have (albeit all in one place was not exactly the plan), I have decided that I will never, ever take being skinny for granted again. 

Seriously?  Look at this!

So my baby apps tell me that our kid is the size of a watermelon now.  I didn't need to read that to figure that out.  It seriously looks like I swallowed a whole watermelon!  How hilarious is this belly?

The stats say that the baby is 19-22 inches and 6.5 lbs, roughly.  I don't know where they get these estimates, because some people go full term and their baby doesn't weigh that much, but I guess these are averages.

At this point, we're basically just waiting for baby us to decide when to show up.  I think it has at least been considering it's options, as I had contractions all day Sunday.  They were even consistent, but would only last for about an hour and then go away.  Although it wasn't necessarily a fun day, it was really good for me because I found that my head was in the right place.  I wasn't scared or worried, rather I was calm and getting rather excited, like "okay, let's do this!"  Although, honestly, I don't want he or she to rush.  I want it to get chubby and let it's brain and lungs develop as much as possible, which is significant in these last few weeks.  I mean, heck, if I've survived 9 months, what's 24 more days?

In the meantime, I'll keep working on baby us' rug.