Term!

Yep, I'm officially TERM... and officially looking like this little girl has no intention of being early.  I'm also officially running out of clothes that fit.

Oh, and I'm officially nesting.  I've had a couple days over the last week or so when I've woken in the morning feeling frantic and needing to nest--like there is so much to do and I'm running out of time.  So I have washed all the baby clothes (after I washed my washer and dryer), washed and put together the bassinet, carseat, and changing table, packed my hospital bag, preregistered for the hospital, had my carpets cleaned, wiped down numerous random surfaces, prepared a variety of freezer meals, re-organized a couple closets, and vacuumed my entire house.  Not to mention my usual but now more persistent re-cleaning of the basic living areas.  

Nesting is exhausting and doesn't produce nearly enough contractions to make it worth it...