Where's My...

Last week I lost my belly button. You know how people remark about pregnant lady's belly buttons "popping out" and referring to it like a turkey timer, when it pops it's done. Well what does it mean if your belly button never pops out, it just simply disappears? This is what has happened to me. I went to take a q-tip the other day to give my belly button a little clean...well, there is no room for the q-tip. My belly has stretched enough to leave a little dot in the center, but no whole. I never knew one could strech so much! Here's the funny...now that I go see my doctor every week, I've had to get over the shock of standing on the scale to weigh the damage. Although this last week, I was quite surprised, there has been no weight gain in the past week. This is great, right?! Wrong. Well, sort of good. My doctor says this is actually good, said at this point the less weight I continue to put on the less I have to work hard at trying to lose in the end. The bad...I swear I continue to grow, outward that is. I am talking 1-2 inches in diameter a week. So in my eyes: no weight gain + surplus of inches around the belly = this is going to be a big baby! Now this is not what my doctor says (I will ask him this week) but only what I suspect, which is actually a little scary. This whole time I took pride in thinking, wow, I think I am a bit smaller than most people at this stage, this baby migh be small or normal sized, making delivery no SO bad. But no, now I am beginning to anticipate a large baby, which in essence means a large head, which really means......well, we all know what that means. :)
Really, the sooner this little one comes the better. I am ready, I am ready for a normal birth weight and I am ready to rediscover my belly button. But I am anticipating a late birth. We'll see.
Speaking of disappearing, my belly button is not the only thing that seems to have disappeared lately. Last night I looked down at my feet before going to bed only to find that my feet are no longer. What sits at the bottom of my legs are not my feet but something else, definitely not my ankles (because those seem to have disapeared as well). Little sausages or marshmallows that make up little toes it really all I see. I've heard about kankles and swollen feet before, but seriously!?! So tonight I am vowing to drink lots of water, not eat any salt, elevate my feet, and somehow convince this child the "outside world" is much more eventful than inside the womb so they'd better hurry up and arrive!