41

41 weeks.  That was the belly picture I never thought I'd be taking.  I took it.  It's big, the belly that is.  This baby will come out eventually.  Until then, I'd like to go into hiding.  Great news though!  The sun is shining.  It's 50 degrees out.  The windows are open and the dog is napping happily in the sun.  It's beautiful out!  It'd be a great day to be born I think.

Lady finds the bump convenient for snuggling.  She will miss it.

Sigh...