Baking a Baby At-A-Glance

Week 11: First doctor's appointment
Week 12: First ultrasound and first pair of maternity pants.
Week 15: It's a BOY!
Week 18: First baby shower
Week 19: Lotsa shifting at night. I would wake myself up constantly!!
Week 20: HALF WAY!!!
Week 22: The belly just popped. Baggy shirts could do nothing for me anymore.
Week 24: New doctor
Week 25: First airplane to Las Vegas
Week 27: Moody doesn't even begin to describe it. Hello third trimester!!
Week 28: Passed a Glucose Test!
Week 29: First camping trip
Week 31: Baby kicks, rolls and punches visibly move my belly. It's like a syfy movie or a really bad burrito.
Week 33: The belly popped again, I slowed WAY down, and husband now has to give me nightly foot rubs.

I decided that July 20th has a nice ring to it. Why not have a baby on that day? Okay. Mom even wrote it in her planner. I get lots of pitying looks when I tell people I want to have my first baby 15 days early. No one really dares to disagree, but there's that look. The look that says; "oh honey, keep dreaming." And I will...

I even asked the Relief Society president to change my due date on her list of "ladies-in-the-ward-who-are-pregnant." She is a good friend and said she would. I wonder if that was also a pity thing. I need to get a hold of that list to see where her allegiance lies...