11 days and counting down

This pregnancy (the one that would never end) is looking like it will finally be coming to a close. I'm finding much humor in others' remarks when they stare in disbelief with their jaw on the floor at the sheer size of my belly. ...Okay, maybe it's not that bad. But this was an actually recent comment: "When are you due?" ..and after I told her, her eyebrows went up, shaking her head... "Oh, I don't think you'll make it that long." . . .all while staring wide-eyed at my enormously round appendage. Thanks. I'm feeling beautiful now. Actually I'm not surprised, as I am the only one on the planet that believes I might go overdue. I'm thinking May 1 or 2, with an 8 1/2 to 9 pounder...(I'm taking bets, y'all). Andy is stuck on an April 30 date, and Calvin thinks she will be 40 lbs. Cami is probably somewhere in that ballpark based on this portrait: At least I'm stylish in my slimming polka-dot dress and smokin hot "MOM" heels..as they're labeled. (I look this cute every day, really.) My dear hubby--who always seems to lose weight during my pregnancies--has a somewhat slimmer and more active portrait from the little miss: I do believe that's a joker outfit with confetti flying in the air during a break-dance session. This is what we'll be busy with--waddling, break-dancing, and counting down these last days. . . take a stab and leave your weight & date guesses. Here are my stats: Cami - 0 days overdue - 8 lbs even Calvin - 4 days overdue - 8 lbs 2 oz Jude - 2 days overdue - 9 lbs 2 oz