let's get this party started.

at this point, i see the other side as being nothing other than a party. because once the baby comes it's only one big party right?? well then, cue the streamers, confetti poppers and circus music! because she's about to make her appearance like the guy who gets shot out of the human cannon. (too graphic? when it comes to birth NOTHING is too graphic..)


i know it's only week 38, but this is her last week to come on her own before i get induced... and we REALLY want her to come on her own. so please, baby secrist, feel the good vibes from out here in the world and make something happen! we're getting ANTSY over here.


** even though i asked 4 times that he not include my cookie... every picture included the cookie... my initial annoyance lasted 3 seconds. cookies are reality.

and here we are.

her size: 7+ pounds at this point. my size: same as previous weeks. my weight gain has plateaued, (PRAISE!) partly because i'm walking LOTS and baby is taking all the extra weight. baby movement: continues to be the next richard simmons. we dream big in our house. things we're looking forward to: no more stares from strangers (i see you staring at me) & testing out the stroller. it looks so fun in the corner of her room! i'm just dying to take it out for a test drive! AND of course, i also can't wait to see her little face. this week: hopefully she'll make her grand entrance into the world! i've had some pretty good contractions the past couple days, but nothing regular enough to get me excited. how i've been killing time: i eat lots of pineapple (it's a labor inducer, apparently), i bounce on the yoga ball, i walk to the cupcake shop, i walk to the cupcake atm (two very different things), i read books, i answer tourists questions in central park (i'm not hired out by the city, but they'll get a hold of me at some point...), and then i eat more pineapple (i like to round things out). i think i've really mastered the art of KILLING time. 

the mister and i have taken EVERY opportunity to spend time together- and it's been lovely. this gentleman has been such a trooper and great support in everything. yesterday after asking in my most whiny voice "can we get some pizza?", he accompanied me to pick up a slice, then wander over to the east river where we burned it off and then picked it all back up with frozen yogurt after. he certainly knows how to "live large" doesn't he?! we're lucky girls:)

if you don't hear from me in the next couple weeks, it's probably because i've a) eaten way too much pineapple and have sent myself to the hospital to get my stomach pumped. b) permanently set up shop at the cupcake place. c) our female richard simmons has arrived and i'm busy being her milk man. whichever happens first!