We made it! Our baby is now considered "full term" at 37 weeks. Now that we've reached this milestone, David can't contain his excitement and has been trying to get me to do jumping jacks. I don't think this is a strategy that typically produces a baby, but we'll see if it starts any contractions. I could only do one (and I'm sure it looked as awkward as it felt) and nothing has happened yet.
As you can see from the picture, I'm definitely past the point of people just wondering if I'm fat or pregnant. Lately I've caught people STARING at my tummy, without even looking at my face. I must be the cutest pregnant girl they've seen in a while-- or my belly is just hanging out of my shirt.
