Almost There

Well.  Here I sit at 5:20am in the morning after 2 hours of laying in bed trying to fall back asleep from my multiple routine pee adventures during the night.  I am officially just over 35 weeks pregnant and am literally counting down the days until delivery.  I asked my doctor if she could induce me now and she wasn't too amused by my anxiousness.  Whatever pregnant lady says she loves being pregnant, forgets about the last 7 weeks.  They are literally miserable.  In addition to my sleeping in sexy arm braces to help my the carpel tunnel I have developed, my ankles are the size of elephants that you can literally draw pictures in with your fingers due to my water retention.  On top of that, I feel so fat that I can't bend over to put my pant legs on, roll over in bed, get off the couch, or even sit comfortably anywhere for more than 5 minutes.  I know it will all be worth it in the end, but there are no words I can use to describe how absolutely ready I am.