You know your in...

the last month of pregnancy when:

You can no longer see your cantaloupe sized ankles.
You can no longer give yourself a pedicure.
Shaving becomes, well more challenging.
You adopt a distinct waddle.
Complete strangers start asking you "how much longer?"
It becomes more difficult to get in and out of your van.
"quick stops" and "ins and outs" begin to take so much longer that your kids no longer want to wait in the car for you.
Getting in and out of the bathtub becomes a monumental event( tidal waves included).
Gardening becomes a thing of the past.
Sitting at the PC is no longer comfortable.
Sitting ANYWHERE is no longer comfortable for more than half an hour.
Your tummy, back and everything else is sore all the time from all the contractions.
You have to stop mid-sentence to catch your breath while contractions pass.
The bathroom is no longer your friend, but how you plan your outings.
You gain an obsession with lists and getting things re-organized.

Ahh the list could go on and on. These are just a few thoughts from the last week.