Almost done

So, today is my last day of work for awhile. I'm glad, because I'm uncomfortable and I hate having people depend on me finishing up projects. Many of my co-workers went into labor the weekend after finishing up with work. We work in a high stress environment, so maybe knowing that you are done with that for awhile is enough of a catalyst to get the party started. I'm not saying I'm not okay with that, but I also can't claim to be not scared. One way or another, he is coming out, so I shouldn't stress about it, right?

I'm still working out, but it is pretty low key (yoga, walking, elliptical and swimming). One of my co-workers said his wife walked to help induce labor and he thought that I couldn't use that given my normal level of activity. I don't know if he is right, but I'm still planning to meet up with fellow preggos, BS and EM for a sunny walk on the Towpath tomorrow morning followed by a yummy breakfast! It is weird to me to make plans that I may not be able to keep. Of course, no one would be mad if I had to cancel due to being in labor, but still it is weird.

Some days I feel huge and others I feel small. Earlier this week, one lady asked if I would make it to the end of the project we are doing for them, which is June 1 and I said "no, I'm due Sunday". She was flabbergasted! It must have been a good optical illusion with my clothes that day. Then, today, one tri club member saw me at the gym and he said "You're still pregnant?! I thought you were due in December judging by your size then." Uh, thanks. I'll let you be the judge. Here are a couple pictures from this past weekend at 39 weeks. (If you don't like belly shots, please stop scrolling down) : )




This last one is of my sausage-like toes with my hubby's ring on the big one (hee hee)