37 Weeks, my friends.
I am officially the size of the Hindenburg.
I have an appointment tomorrow in which I will be examined in every way imaginable and get a sonogram done to determine if my little baby chickadee is head down, head up, or sideways like she has been. At this point, she changes positions so often I have no idea where she is at until she pokes something out at me, so I have no idea what we'll discover tomorrow. Ideally, she'll be head down and ready to go, so that's what we're hoping for. Also, we're hoping that I've dilated to a ten and just didn't know it and she's born tomorrow. You know, whatever. :)
Anyways, I'll keep you posted. I know you're dying. :)