You know you’re REALLY pregnant when . . .
You’re already hoping for big numbers at your 35 week appointment (and 36, and 37, and 38 . . .).
The need to stay put far exceeds the need to do anything else.
You get out of the shower and can say you’ve had your workout for the day.
Your major source of calcium is Tums.
That extra tiny sip of water before bed equals even LESS sleep.
You’ve decided chocolate really is an acceptable form of nutrition.
You are superhumanly aware of every fleck of dust, smudge and stain in the entirety of your house.
You think you can do something about every fleck of dust, smudge and stain in the entirety of your house.
The number of items on your to-do list out-number the number of days left until your due date.
You begin to imagine symptoms of labor praying one of your doctors thinks you’re legit enough to create an actual symptom of labor.