That was the view from me on Tuesday. You'll note that my toes are nowhere in sight. What you don't see is my swollen feet and sausage fingers that almost made me drop my phone while I took it. On Tuesday, I was 37 weeks pregnant and still at work. Today, I am still 37 weeks pregnant, but on my couch archiving all of my email and making sure (one last time) that my fabulous coworkers have what they need to take care of things while I'm on maternity leave...which means that come this Monday, I do not have to haul my 38 week pregnant butt through downtown San Francisco - and that, my friends, is awesome.
