I think this must officially be what mountain mama refers to as the Shamu the Killer Whale stage of pregnancy. I'm not feeling any more uncomfortable now than when I wrote that whiny post a week or so ago, I'm hoping this means the discomfort has leveled out. I looked my pregnancy counter thing on this blog yesterday and saw that it said 17 days. 17 days seems so soon! Even though my money is on her being late. I'm thinking about a week late. Just late enough that I'll start panicking over whether or not to be induced, but then I think she will come before I have to be. Are you listening Zoey?