not much longer now

37 weeks. THIRTY-SEVEN WEEKS. Closer to 38 weeks, really.  There are only 16 days left until Jake's due date, and technically, he could be here any day now (even though I am not really thinking it will be super soon). Is this real? I have so many thoughts running through my brain right now.

-I still feel *mostly* good. Of course, I am pretty tired and pretty hot in this summer weather,but the lower humidity and temperatures over the weekend were perfect.

-I have tried so hard to stick with the act where I just continue to enjoy and savor these pregnant moments because I know they will be gone very soon. But honestly? Really? I have crossed over into the "please can I have a baby soon" and the "I am so ready to just hold him in my arms" stage of pregnancy and I cannot help it. 

-Our bags are packed, the car seat is installed, and the house is clean and ready.

-We still haven't bought diapers. Whoops. 

-Every time I take the boys to my parents' house lately, they ask me if I am going to go get Baby Jake out. They are pretty excited! 

-Give me all the spicy food, melons, and fresh veggies. 

-I don't sleep much anymore. I rest as needed and sleep as much as I can at night, but I have a hard time not thinking about the laundry that needs to be folded or the dishes that need to be washed! Nesting is real. 

-I have begun to outgrow my maternity shirts. What in the world?

-Jake has dropped just enough to where I can now breath better and eat more, but he has some more moving to do before he is officially on the way. In the mean time, I am glad to be able to eat a full meal without having to take a big break in the middle of it.

-I have officially relinquished control of the grocery shopping. I sent Nick with a list today instead of going myself. 

-My dear husband has started parking with more space around our car and automatically making stops at the bathroom when we are out and about. I must be REALLY pregnant. 

-I am partly crazy excited about labor and delivery (yes, really) and having a third babe...and partly terrified. I think that is completely normal. Or at least that is what I am telling myself. 

-I can't go anywhere without everyone we come in contact with asking me when I am due and then saying "oh you poor thing" when they find out we are having our third boy. What they don't know is that I am overjoyed to be the momma to three boys, and I wouldn't have it any other way.  

-I forced Nick into taking these photos of the boys and I... because I am so sick of mirror selfies.