forty weeks

Today it is official: I am forty weeks pregnant. And since it has become very difficult to take pictures of my own pregnant belly, I've decided to include a picture of my feet and cankles, which i believe belong on Gwyneth Paltrow in Shallow Hal. So if you're one of those people disgusted by feet, I apologize. I had to put some pic of me in to remain consistent!

Today was a good day all around. A good night's sleep last night, got to "sleep in" til 8:30 and then, after a quick shower, see David Boreanaz on Regis & Kelly (I'm beginning to think I watch way too much television), and doze in the recliner for a bit while Al went out to the Kirby store, Costco, and the bank--he got out of the house as quickly as possible since he was becoming very irritated with Mya. By the time he got home, I had worked in the kitchen/pantry a bit and was looking up movie times, having decided I wanted to go again. Despite the limited selection, we decided upon Slumdog Millionaire (finally) and went to the early show (always Al's choice) after he took Mya for a walk.

The movie? Excellent. It actually deserved all of those awards. And then Al surprised me by asking if I was hungry at all after the movie. Wow--a movie and a late lunch/early dinner! Even though we ended up at Kerby's again, it almost qualified as a date. And while we were eating our meal, he clarified the yesterday/breakfast/Todd thing for me, which I was still holding onto. Turns out that he had asked Todd to help him install the insualtion in his parents' attic, which is why they met for breakfast before hand. "You could have told me that," I said. "The breakfast thing would have made more sense."

"I didn't realize I hadn't told you," Al said, laughing. "I wondered why you were getting so upset about breakfast." Duh. Telling people things means actually talking to them, which Al doesn't do very much of. I love my husband. No, really, I do.

Home again, more work for me in the pantry and Al actually did (well, almost finished) two things on the honey-do list I made for him (he actually asked for one so he'd remember everything). He finally moved the leftover hardwood flooring from the hallway, where it has been sitting since he worked on the baby's room floors, to the basement. No more long box in the hallway! He also actually upholstered the changing table drawers for me, although they're not both on the changing table since we lost three tiny screws for the drawer runners and those have to be replaced. Despite that, I decided that I've waited long enough to show you baby room pictures (after all, I'm due tomorrow) and have posted them here.

Drawback to the day: I can now barely stand up again once I get down on my knees or squat, two things I've been doing regularly to (a) let the dog in and out and (b) work in the kitchen cupboards that are near the floor. I've had to have Al's help the last few times I've tried to get up. He's mimicking my symptoms, but it's his quads that are bothering him from yesterday's attic insulation work. But now that we've eaten a late dinner and the night is closing in, we're going to watch Monday's House and then go to bed. Hopefully, my legs will be better in the morning.

Until then...