My live in slow mo

It has been a long winter in the squibix household. Without going into the disturbing details that many pregnant women post on their blogs, suffice it to say that I cannot wait to get this bundle of joy out of my effing abdomen. And by little bundle, I mean baby plus whatever other 28-pound alien seems to be clinging to my waist. Like seriously, can I please get a montage up in here? You know, a sped-up version of the next 3 months cut together with darling images of me unable to put on my shoes say, or struggling up the stairs while my husband rolls his eyes endearingly? I think I'll set it to "fat bottom girls" by Queen. No No, "Baby Balooga."