I can now say that I am no longer absolutely loving being pregnant. In fact, if we can make it just another 1.5 weeks to the officially “full term” point, I’d say baby can head on outta’ here, ASAP. It’s getting hard for me to breathe and I doubt baby Smeltz is loving being twisted up in a mess of knees and elbows. Soon, little boy. Soon. Your mommy has a gobload of things still left to check off her to-do list. (And no, those aren’t nursery related things.)