Well we are finally to the home stretch!  I am hitting my 9th month of pregnancy.  I have said it before and I will say it again.  Anyone who says you are pregnant for 9 months is lying!  It is technically 10.  I blame men for that myth.  I don't know why.  I just do.

As the days get closer to me meeting this kid, I find that I am slowly beginning to lose my dignity.  It started on Monday.  I was unloading my car full of groceries and I sneezed.  Not only did I sneeze, but I peed.  Yep, peed my pants.  Not a ridiculous amount, but enough to notice.  And all I could say as it was happening was yep, there it goes.  I have had mom friends warn me day after day this would happen- I just figured it would happen after labor.  And I thought labor would prep me for it.  Meaning that so many horrific things would be happening to my body at that moment, that finding out that I may or may not pee my pants now and then was nothing compared to labor.  You know, kind of like an it could be worse thing.

For one quick second I thought maybe my water broke, and this is it here we go.  That thought QUICKLY passed. After this happened I texted my sister and her text response was "welcome sister, welcome."

My second loss of dignity came this morning when I dropped my highlighter cap under my desk.  It wasn't just under my desk it fell in some wires and it was far back there.  I meekly yelled for my coworker Abby.  She immediately said do you need me to pick something up for you?  And she did.  It was awful.

I don't even want to mention the couch breaking incident that happened over the weekend.