Due Date: October 1st . The c-section is scheduled for Monday Sept. 26th sometime in the morning. I'm in the third slot for the day so we're thinking surgery around 11am. Less than a week to go!

Weight Gain: My official doctor record says that I have gained 30 pounds. I'll take it. Hoping to be able to establish an exercise routine once cleared by the doctor.

Symptoms: Overall feeling like crap. But at this point, that's to be expected. I've also been having random contractions here and there, but nothing consistent.

What's different this time: I have to take care of a toddler. This is exhausting when I'm already super tired.

Cravings/Aversions: Food is a necessity, but nothing really tastes great. And I get super full really quickly.  This kid is pushing everything around so much that I don't think my digestive system is doing very well.

Sleep: Having lots of trouble getting and staying asleep. At this point, I have to prop myself up to a semi-reclining position. Baby does not like me laying flat in bed.

I am loving: J is back from Romania. I have another pair of adult hands in the house to help out with Arthur. I definitely needed it.

I miss: Being able to bend over without major pain.

I am looking forward to: Getting this baby out! Five days!

I'm spazzing about: OMG I only have five days until Q comes! What else do I need to finish?

Movement: I don't care what the baby apps say, this kid has not slowed down.

Preparation: The pseudo-nursery (really the twins' room) is all done and ready. I've got baby supplies in two places (upstairs and downstairs) to make my life a bit easier. The car seat is ready to go. I think we're good. Just waiting for the kid to come.

Quentin's Stuff: The "nursery" (really the twins' room while they are gone) is ready for the little guy. I also had the bright idea of making a clothing/burp cloth/diaper/essentials basket for downstairs. I don't want to have to go up and down the stairs anytime I need to change his diaper or outfit. Go me on the planning ahead of time! I also packed his going home outfit in my hospital bag. Now I just need to pack my stuff!