By Cole :: February 02, 2005 @ 04:32 PM
36 weeks of pregnancy (which incidentally feels like a lifetime - I was pregnant for the last half of 2004 for crying out loud), found us back at the Dr's office. The synopsis? Sprout's getting bigger, Mama's getting tired, and well, Sprout's readying herself for her inevitable appearance. She's slide into a delightfully low position in my pelvis, and we're 2cm dilated. The baby pool is now open, begin placing bets. I still feel like I'm going to be pregnant forever - I think she's just teasing.