35 weeks and counting...

I'm officially 35 weeks today and I have to say I'm getting quite anxious for Cole to get here. I've had a very easy pregnancy but things are definitely beginning to get a bit tight in the tummy hotel.

I know this might sound strange, but this baby thing is still very surreal. Its hard to wrap my head around the fact that little Cole is only inches below my skin looking like a perfectly normal baby (instead of the alien he feels like). At this point he could already have my nose or Brett's eyes...it blows me away to think about. Putting together all his gear and having all his baby stuff around the house is starting to make it much more real, but I still find myself looking at it and getting excited to use it instead of being able to picture my baby in it. I'm sure this qualifies me as needing therapy.

I have to admit that I'm starting to get nervous about adjusting to life with baby, but I'm trying to be optimistic that things will go smoothly. Is it as scary as I imagine it to be? Will I really think his boogers are cute instead of totally gross? How will I know what's wrong when he's crying?

At this point, the only other question swirling around my little head is: Isn't there something Ican do to make him come out sooner rather than later???