Mighty and Pregnant

Just three days before my due date, I decided it was time—I needed to hike the Y. I wasn't sure if I would make it to the top, but with our slow-n-steady pace (like really slow) and the encouragement of Jacob + other hikers on the trail (I guess I should've known I would attract a lot of attention... still, it was fun to feel like everyone on the trail was rooting for me), me and baby made it to our destination.

Jacob took lots of pictures to document this monumental climb/peak of awesome-ness in my pregnancy.

made it to the top—LIKE A BOSS.

Now, I don't want to boast—but I felt like a pretty mighty pregnant woman. The words, "I FEEL HAPPY OF MYSELF!" kept coming to mind, and I desperately wished this kid were there to give a speech for me.

Jacob and I were sorta hoping this kind of activity might jump-start Baby's entrance into the world, but  STILL nothing seems to be happening just yet. If hiking the Y won't do it, I don't know what will...


I do have the feeling that whenever this labor stuff does kick in, I'm gonna be wishing I was hiking the Y...

wish me luck.