Let the countdown begin

As of yesterday, I am 37 weeks pregnant. That means that if I go into labor anytime over the next four weeks we can go to the Birth Center, and not the hospital! Woohoo! No signs yet, but it really could be any day now given the uncertainty in my due date. According to my records, I am officially 37 weeks and 1 day along, but Kerry, our Centering midwife, thinks that I could be anywhere from 37 to 39 weeks. They gave me the later due date for the official paper work so that there's less of a chance of having to be induced and end up at the hospital (anytime after 41 weeks). Baby's giving me wicked heartburn, and still moving a lot. While I'm grateful for the indication that everything is still ok, it does get a little bit annoying to have a squirming gremlin feel like it's trying to escape from inside of you. Yesterday Joe had his head next to my belly and the baby punched him in the jaw when he said something to me. (We don't really know what body part it was, but it was small and knobbly. From the position, it was probably a knee.) I guess that means baby's ears are working just fine and was either really excited to hear dad's voice or really angry. 

Here's a really awkward picture of myself. Yes I am barefoot and pregnant standing in our kitchen. And no I don't have to go to the bathroom as suggested by my poor hand placement. 

This weekend Joe and I did a ridiculous amount of cooking and baking. We're trying to use up miscellaneous items in our cabinets and fridge so we don't have to throw away a bunch of food when we move in August. For this weekend, that lead to: lemon poppy seed pound cake (pictured below), buffalo chicken wings from scratch, matar paneer, chicken biryani, very random salads, buttermilk pancakes, biscuits and gravy, and grilled steak. So far, everything's been good. Now we're getting down to the more unusual ingredients so we'll see how creative we can get. I have to say, I make pretty good pound cake. It tastes like a lemon poppy seed muffin with a light lemon glaze on top. It's fluffy like a muffin, but moist like pound cake. And is extremely refreshing served cold from the fridge with a super thin layer of butter on top.