Overdue.

After three years of living in Colorado (and at 40 weeks and 1 day pregnant), we finally made it up into the mountains a bit to see the aspen trees changing color. It was a refreshing drive and walk with some beautiful scenery, and we even got to see firsthand some of the damage from the 4 Mile Canyon wildfire. I will say, however, I'm not sure what the big whoop-dee-do is about the aspens in the fall. Yes, totally beautiful trees, but I guess my East Coast self expected more. Regardless, it was awesome to breathe in the fresh air, feel the warm sun, walk hand-in-hand with my B, and pee in the woods four times.

That tree is pregnant too!

Hiding behind a HUGE tree.

40 weeks, 1 day!

Nursery.

Finally getting around to posting some pics of the nursery. The crib and changing table as well as the sheets, blanket, and chick pillows are from Land of Nod. The curtains, green lamp, and side table are from Target. The wall shelf is from westelm.com. The framed pictures and the tree mobile are from etsy.com. We love it, and we can't wait for the little guy to move in!

Love this.

This song is one of my favorites. I listened to it obsessively after breaking up with a high school boyfriend. I played it on my guitar and sung it for my first and last coffee shop performance in college. I hear it through the speakers as I stretch and bond with my baby in my prenatal yoga class. No matter what version, I just have to sing along. These kids just might have Fleetwood Mac beat.

Need a honey?

I've been getting these junk emails from SpeedDate for years now. Like most spam, I have no idea why I get them, but there's at least one in my inbox per day. Usually I click "delete" without giving a second thought, but there was something about today's that caught my eye.

SpeedDate: You have a private matchmaker note about Pooh.

WTF!? Why the hell is Pooh seeking a mate? And if it's not the yellow, chubby bear, than whose alias is Pooh? Some creepster, no doubt. Well, didn't curiosity just get the best of me. I opened the email to find out that Pooh is 30-years-old and living in the United States, and by golly, he wants to flirt! Gross. Weird. Just plain wrong. Seriously, Pooh, I will never look at you the same again.

Eek! Maybe it's him!

It's in the air.

Growing up in Pennsylvania, I was definitely spoiled by the beautiful changing leaves and that brisk, not cold, weather that sticks around for months and inspires the baking of loaf after loaf of pumpkin bread. Around this time of year, when summer starts to fade and cool air greets us, I always get an itch for being a kid again playing in the cornfields until sunset and visiting Funk's pumpkin patch. Here in Boulder, we haven't quite reached full blown fall, but it's in the air. The past few weeks have brought some relief from the summer heat, and the classic bright sun and blue skies are in the forecast for the next fifteen days. It's absolutely gorgeous albeit different from fall on the East Coast. It's the perfect weather for just being outside and for snuggling up on the sofa. It's rare that the two happen at once. Next week marks the Chinese Moon Festival, the beginning of autumn, and our little baby's projected birthdate. In Chinese culture, femininity is strongly associated with the moon. The moon will shine full and bright on the 22nd, reminding us of the balance of yin and yang. Somehow it seems natural that I'll be becoming a mother around the Moon Festival and during a season where I feel most connected with my childhood. It just feels right.

Countdown.

37 1/2 weeks and feeling very ready to meet this little guy. I'm being patient though and knowing that he'll arrive when the time is right. Angus and I have been savoring our last days as just the two of us by going out to dinner, seeing movies in the theater, spending time outside, and just being together. We're both so excited about what lies ahead. It's all still quite surreal. As crazy as it sounds, I'm really looking forward to the labor and birth part since we've done so much prep and talking about it. I just can't believe that at the end of it, we get to stare into our little baby's face. It's freaking incredible.

Last week, I did belly henna to celebrate pregnancy and motherhood, and it was an awesome experience. SarahKate (www.skhenna.com) came to my house and did a henna design of my choice on my belly, hands, and feet and then took photos a few days later. The photos are definitely something we'll treasure to remind us of this awesome time in our lives.

In other news, I'm winding down at work which is probably good because the past two weekends I've spent with wicked colds. It's a tough transition to go from being around no one all summer to being around hundreds of kids with germs. It's been tough to let go of work especially since I've been back for a few weeks and have gotten to know the kids and gotten back into the swing of things, but I know I need to. It'll still be there after all of this. I just have to keep that in mind. It looks like my last day might be this Friday unless I decide to go into next week at all. My friend Becca says, "Cut the cord" which I think is pretty appropriate.

I was outside the other day in our neighborhood, and I ran into a few pregnant women taking walks. It turns out that there's about 6 women living in our neighborhood who are ready to give birth to boys within a few weeks of one another. Crazy! I definitely won for the biggest belly which strangely, I love. I love being pregnant and having a belly to be proud of. Call me crazy, but I feel like it's a powerful and healthy thing. All I can say is that this is going to be a BIG baby - a big, beautiful and very loved baby.