41 weeks and then some...

Yup, still preggers. Depending on how you calculate my due date, I am 4 to 9 days overdue. Brian has already decided that the monkey takes after me, since if he were to take after Brian he would have been early (Brian is always at least 15 minutes early for everything). My mother swears that if she had not been induced while pregnant with me, she would still be pregnant with me... I keep telling myself I can't be pregnant forever.

No other news of interest. I am bored out of my mind. I considered going back to work, but I talked myself out of it since they can't really give me anything to do. So, I just waddle around the house these days waiting for my son's timer to go off.

Think happy birthing thoughts for me!

Look what I made!!!

No, not a baby. He apparently still needs to cook.

In my need to nest and keep myself occupied while I am on maternity leave, I searched in the internet for diaper cover patterns that I could crochet (http://www.dandeliondreamers.com/). This was also a result of how much I love the Aristocrat wool soaker, but am too cheap to buy them. So, instead I choose to give myself carpal tunnel syndrome while I make a whole bunch of these...

for those of you new to cloth diapering, these go over the cloth diaper to keep clothes, furniture, etc. dry when babies wet the diaper

doesn't the monkey look happy?

Off to wash and lanolize the soaker now... and maybe make another!!!

No baby yet

I am still pregnant. I suppose that's okay, because technically, I am not due until tomorrow. Then again, my midwife keeps telling me to think September. Personally, I would prefer to meet the little goober now. As I have said before, I am tired of waiting. I am getting to the point where I can only do so much, just because the baby gets in the way. For example, it's become difficult to drive, as it seems the baby 'flares' and gets bigger when I get in the car. I can't turn to look around and I can't sit comfortably. I definitely waddle now when I walk, and I am sloooooowwwww...

I have no new pics to share, so I dug up a few from a while ago. One of me and Chimp Daddy, and a few I finally poached from Jen from my shower...

Brian needed to be up on a block for this one. We'll blame the photographer - he should know better by now...

Brian is so very excited about the G Diapers and his practice monkey.

All the cool kids sat on one side of the yard: (L to R) Kate, Dee, Melissa, Michelle and La-La

Okay I lied, here's one from yesterday. AZ and Virg post-breakfast in front of Pud's Palace.

Studio Time

As we all know, my husband is a very talented photographer. He really takes awesome pics of bike races, and has quite the flair for getting the 'poop' shots of racers. He also seems to always get the most amazing photos of the Pud, and survey shows that the Pud is BDP's favorite subject matter. I, it seems, rank low on the subject matter scale.

I have been pregnant for over 9 lunar months now, and despite being married to a photographer, it has been difficult to get pictures of my baby belly (something to do with needing better lighting, I guess my blinding white swedish belly is a little too harsh in photos). I finally kidnapped my husband and took him to a friend's studio so that he could take some artsy photos of me. Here are the results:

38 weeks and counting... back on the bike soon! I am already dreaming of riding the new roadie bike!!!