Ok... It's time to freak out.

As of Monday, we're officially at 9 months... 36 weeks. Full term babies are anywhere from 37-42 weeks. Doc says if we were to go into labor now, they'd do nothing to stop it. YIKES.

Jodie's been having mucho swelling lately. Doc put her on bedrest all weekend. She'd gained 9 pounds of water weight in a week and a half. Staying off her feet for a day and a half helped her lose 2 pounds of water. What a diet. Sit on your ass, lose 2 pounds.

We had our obscene baby shower today. got lots of things we needed. We officially now have too many recieving blankets. And are close to having too many bottles. Obscene-wise, I got a few small bottles of liquor, including some Saphire Gin (Thanks Kel) and some sort of C*ck ring and a boobie pacifier from Stephanie. Could have been worse. Kirby threatened to bring lactating pregnant porn. But he did give us a gift card to Blockbuster. I bet they have it there if I feel the need.

Randall and Mellissa came over with their baby (Audra?). Girl looks like Randall in the eyes, poor thing, but has Mom's hair. (Good for her.) Randall "Ooooed" over our rocker, so that made me feel pretty pimp. Now if we could just get this damn crib issue resolved. (Long story short, avoid Nebraska Furniture Mark or cribs made by PJ Kids.)

"The bag" is mostly packed. I'm ready to go at the drop of a hat. I'm mostly calm, but I think once that water breaks, I'll go berzerk. BERZERK I SAY!

Bed time. Gotta get sleep while it's still humanly possible.