A couple more photo's of the few exciting days before the baby comes

This is Nehemiah and I. He is my son who is always telling me that he's not going to get married but is always going to stay home with me. Okay. Yah,, stay home.., that's right. mmmmm

Well, I have 1 week left until my due date. I'm slipping into that waiting mentality. I don't want to clean the garage, I don't want to do those tedious chores like scrubbing stains out of the carpet. I just want to wait.
 I want to round up the last of the herbs that I need for after birth pains, a few more candles, and special foods. If only Havilah was here to make me hot chocolate. I want to watch Bradley or Hypno baby births online, I want to journal, do pelvic rocks, take naps and go for walks.
 I'm in that phase where walking feels really weird. There's someone down there moving around, "yikes, stop that!"
Nehemiah says, "let's go fast Mama". I say, "I AM going fast!"
Even sitting can be odd. I feel like I'm sitting on something, sometimes. Anyway, we are having fun, but I do feel less productive because of this waiting feeling.
 I'm supposed to be nesting by now, right? That would make me want to scrub the bathroom, but I don't.
 I don't actually clean bathrooms anymore. The waiting times years ago took care of that. I moved out of labor and into management in those chores that I don't like.
Alright, Nehemiah just went in to make me that cocoa. It can't be 'carmelly' like Havi makes it, but it will be sweet.