That is how pregnant I’ll be tomorrow.
And let me tell you, 39 weeks sure is pregnant.
I’m so pregnant that I’m looking forward
to labor and delivery
just so I won’t be pregnant anymore.
And I must look it too.
Starting yesterday complete strangers
have found it appropriate to inform me
that I look like I’m ready to have a baby.
I loathe it when strangers talk to me about being pregnant.
So from now on I’m going to say,
“Yep, and I’m having strong contractions right now.
I hope my water doesn’t break.”