week 37 + 38

Dear Hercules,

You are now and have been for the past week roughly the size of a watermelon..

Now this comparison I believe 100%. I feel like I am carrying a watermelon.. with lots of knees.. and perhaps a nunchunk..

The waiting game had commenced and I had declared boldly that I would not get sucked up into that vicious game... I was going to enjoy and cherish every last moment of pregnancy.. I said I expected to have you September 18Th and that was fine with me...

And then you being the sweet but mischievous little baby that you are decided to call Mommy on her sweet little declaration... You decided that you would test me commitment to "enjoy and cherish" by limiting my sleep to 45 minutes a night.. You are a feisty one. (which is my main reason for thinking that you are a girl) I will still enjoy and cherish these last moments little one, but here is a tip, EVERYONE would be much happier if I could sleep a little bit more.. Especially your poor Daddy. Just a thought, do what you will with it...

Gibson has decided he wants you to be a boy, since we told him a boy would share a room with him.. and Aria well Aria has decided she would not like to share a room and I think she is still holding out on the hope that you are a puppy. She is feisty too...

Love you Hercules,

Mommy