Underpants in the Neighbor's Yard

Yep.  Found a pair of my underpants in the neighbor's yard the other day.  Maternity undies.  Awesome.  For the passer-byer, the "draws" could've been someone's shed cover, the damn things are so big..... and BEIGE.  Gag me.  I'm counting the days until I can strap on my cuter undies (not whorish).  Ya know.... brightly colored and more fun.... less beige.

I'm assuming a certain black-therred, soft dog named Kasia is the culprit of the underwear heist.  She has a taste for things such as my underpants, my socks, my flip-flops.  You'd think that with all the attention I give her, such as endless ear rubs, doggie treats and car rides, that Kasia would be a little more appreciative.... but NO.  Underpants in the yard.  Take that for embarassing.

No baby yet.  I had my 38 week check-up yesterday.  No change, so I'll spare the details.  Baby Willis is due on August 12th, so if he doesn't arrive by then I will get induced.  Boo.  I'm anti-induction pre-due date.... which apparently is common nowadays.  Weird.  They call it due date for a reason.  Not to be confused with "ballpark date or sometime around this date."

So, hopefully, by 8/12, Baby W will have arrived.  I'm super nervous.  Not like nervous before I ran the Chicago Marathon..... like nervous might throw up nervous.  I have no clue what to expect despite reading books, listening to people's stories, etc.  I'm not nervous however, to bring him home or nurse..... just nervous to actually deliver him.  Shit.  I need a drink.