I'm still here. Still pregnant. Still feeling much, much better than a 34 week pregnant woman has any right to feel. The baby is technically due in six weeks, but once I hit 37 weeks she's considered full term and could come at any time. While I really have my heart set on a Leo, I'm starting to seriously reconsider the merits of Cancers.
My stomach is HUGE, but baby is sticking straight out from my body, so from the back you can't tell I'm pregnant. (Except for the enormous, pendulous, size G breasts which are visible from outer space. If it wasn't for them, I swear I'd be the cutest pregnant person ever.) She's running out of room in here, so instead of kicks I get lots of squirmy squirms. She has the hiccups right now, which is fine by me, because it means she's practicing breathing and strengthening her lungs.
I have one more school obligation, a lunch today to celebrate the end of my year-long fellowship (sniff) and then I am free, free, free. Grades are turned in and I am done with teaching until January! Now all I have to do is finish up my book, write my personal statement for tenure, and finalize my tenure dossier. And start researching a totally peachy article my friend BW assigned me that's due in early fall. (Seriously, it's going to be yummy.) And I have a whole 3 to 6 weeks to do it. I'm being sarcastic, because really, that's a lot, especially when sitting at the computer makes my back ache and I can't really get as close to the keyboard as I'd like because of my belly, but over all I feel calm about it all. And happy. And excited.
To all of my bloggy friends, I am sorry I don't update this much, but know that I follow your blogs religiously, and feel so happy to know how you are and what is going on in your lives. Peace.
Here's a bonus sneak preview of baby: