39 Weeks

Well, I'm still preggo.
39 weeks. 273 days. 9 3/4 months.
The full moon didn't "pull it's weight" in my case. Oh well.

I've walked on the treadmill for the past 2 nights in an attempt to shake the little booger up a bit. No avail. I've tried 2 of the pregnancy pressure points. No avail. I even tried howling at the moon...sorta.

On a side note, the sky has been gorgeous the last few nights. I can't get enough of the big, glorious moon in all of its grandeur. So peaceful.

I wonder if our little fella inherited the stubborn gene?

I guess all I can do is wait, relax and continue to make 5-point turns while rolling over in bed. Oh yeah, and remind myself that pregnancy is a miracle and a blessing and a gift. Seriously.