You know you're an adult when sleeping in on your husband's 3 day weekend results in waking up, right on time, at 7:30AM. Enjoyed some hot tea and reading in bed together before starting the day. Cleaning, dishes, lawn-mowing: the really fun stuff. After a late brunch, we headed out to see the new Spiderman movie. This re-booting: total win in my opinion. Much better story. Much better characters. Much better actors, for that matter. Fun way to spend the early afternoon.

The man then dropped me off at Wal-Mart, land of a million choices, and took the kids to play Ingress while I shopped. Good grief. Seems as if that place is just one never-ending, marathon-like-length walk-a-thon in my current state of pregnancy. Will be fully 37 weeks tomorrow. In my parade about the store, increasingly uncomfortable (read painful) Braxton Hicks were my company. As I stood in line to check out (finally), I pictured myself having ridden all the way to the top of the highest drop of a roller coaster. Preparing to plunge with vicious speed into the work that is labor. These fun Braxton Hicks are just the tip of the experience. Had that momentary "what was I thinking?" that I've experienced with all of my pregnancies. My consolation: this work I'll be doing will bring me my girl I've been anxious to meet. Here's to my first natural labor! May it be quick. 4th baby, 5th delivery: should equal a cut in my usual 3-4 hour labor, right? And with the most recent, successful two labors were all natural up until about 1 hour before they were born (darn you enticing epidural). Renewed with this thought process at one of the reasons I chose to go this route. I'm ready to see what I'm made of and experience this full throttle.

Came home to lay down and hydrate. Read some more of my current book, "Jesus Feminist". The man and kids worked on cleaning up the garage and playing outside. Feels good to end the day with a dinner of pancakes, turkey bacon, blackberries, and cantaloupe with a side of Futurama.