Or, as Christina calls it, 40 weeks and 8 days. No baby yet. Lots of phone calls, though, asking if there's a baby yet. There's not.
Tomorrow we go in for ultrasound, to make sure that everything continues to function as it should. Brian and I are upping the ante as far as doing things to bring the baby about (or aboot, for my Canadian friends :). In the meanwhile, the cats are sticking to me like furry Velcro ™. I'm wondering if they know something I don't.