today marks my 37th week of pregnancy. WOW. just wow.
this means that if miss V were to decide to grace us with her presence tonight, there would be little medical intervention to stop it. freaks me [and cj] out, just a smidge.
we have the nursery, we have the car seat and we have the cute clothes... all we need is her. however, the idea of a real live baby fitting into the aforementioned is a totally foreign concept to cj and i.
i was packing V's hospital bag last night when cj said "don't you think it is funny that we have to drive 30 minutes to go physically "get" V and bring her home, when she is technically with us right now?" he does have a valid point, but i have no intentions of being a home birthing mom, i just steam cleaned my carpets for christ's sake.