Thirty-nine weeks. My official due date is a mere seven days away. I wish I could say we'd be having a Christmas baby, but it seems Lennon is quite comfortable in there (...even though I'm not. At all.) and isn't in any hurry to get out any time soon (despite extensive effort on my part).
No one can say "he'll come out when he's ready!" anymore, because he IS ready. He's just being stubborn now.
At this point....all I want for Christmas is for my heartburn to go away.
Hope everyone's having a good Christmas Eve...I'm sure I'll talk to most of you tomorrow.