Eureka!

I had a bit of a revelation yesterday when reading another pregnant lady blog. Maybe this is a sign that I am slow, although I will 100% blame it on the very real effect pregnancy has on your brain, but I finally understand why some pregnancy guides qualify me as 36 weeks and others as 35 weeks. This might also have something to do with the whole week to month ratio in pregnancy being totally off (40 week of pregnancy, but 9 months of pregnancy? That doesn't work, since 40 divided by 4 is 10 and nobody says 10 months of pregnancy). And it also explains why some people say 36 weeks is full term, while others say 37 weeks is full term.

So, I've completed week 35 of pregnancy and am technically in week 36, despite being labelled 35 weeks pregnant. I've completed 35 weeks of pregnancy, and am in my 36th week. Yay! I get to skip ahead one chapter. I am not sure why this makes me so happy, since it doesn't put me any closer to my due date than I was before, which has remained steadily at May 30th. But, it's definitely a mental thing.

This past weekend was Easter, and our 1 year anniversary. It was really fun to think back on those few days of wedding related festivities, and I'm not going to be one of those people that says "I can't believe that was a year ago", because, I can't believe that was ONLY a year ago, since things are completely different than they were last April 24th in ways that I do not have to list. Brian and I had a lovely dinner at a seafood restaurant in Henderson called "King's fishhouse" which was somewhere in between Shaw's Crabhouse and Bob Chin's. The food was equally as good as either of those places, but significantly more affordable. We basically didn't celebrate Easter, except the passing thought of going to Mass, then realizing that I had no idea where the nearest Church even was, and remembering the Christmas mass wearhouse/having to watch the priest on a monitor experience, decided against it. Instead, we went to the dog park, which was not at all crowded but super fun. Swarley is slowly starting to look like less of a lazy apartment dog again, and had an excellent time chasing after a few dogs that looked like larger versions of him.

By the way, his reaction to the swing was totally disappointing. I put it together, and he approached it without fear, barely recoiling as it moved when he sniffed it. Maybe once I get some D batteries and make it swing on its own and play music, there will be something more exciting to describe.

Tonight is Brian's second softball game, and this time, I will actually be in attendance. I'll try to dig up the dino-camera and snap a few shots. By the way, Mom, I was thinking a new camera with a nice video capture feature would make an excellent 28th b-day present :)