Still nothing going on for me. My poor breasts...they are producing colostrum, it's all ready. It has been interesting to watch the progression. I've been squeezing my nipples since I started reading the womanly art of breastfeeding (just because I thought it was cool) and at first it was just water, now I get little droplets of yellow. I've actually been sleeping really well, lately. I haven't been up constantly with pee breaks.
Not sure what to do today, but I'd better think of something or I'll get obsessive over due dates again.
It's starting to feel like the whole pregnancy is just in my head, like I made it up (yes, just ignore the huge belly that you can watch squirming around). The idea of a whole new little person in our family feels absolutely surreal, and the whole dragging out waiting makes it seem less and less real, like somehow it won't really happen. I know it could easily be another week or so, and that's fine, but I totally didn't expect to go this long. There's no cause for concern in my health or that of DD3. She's positioned perfectly. The ongoing pre-labor is making me a bit insane. I'm just so ready to meet her, and see that she's real and healthy. My poor DH and DD1 and DD2 are going at least as crazy as me with the unknown timing. 
I got the pool today. I also got my Black and Blue cohosh tinctures, castor oil, EPO, and the homeopathic versions of the cohoshes. Apparently my MW is not freaked out about me going past 42 weeks but she did ask if I wanted to be pregnant past 42 weeks and I said no. I completely get the "forgetting" I'm pregnant thing despite the giant belly and the complete preggo brain. 
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