Barefoot and pregnant

I keep having the craziest dreams that Kendall is here. K said that last night he had two reoccuring dreams about me going into labor. Does this mean that it's near? At 2 am, I got up because I thought the child was over in his crib, so I looked and realized that I was still pregnant. Yea, I think a full bladder in the middle of the night will do some strange things to you. Needless to say, I slept pretty good last night just wish I had more time. K and I got up for work and were talking as we were getting dressed. I guess we're both pretty anxious about getting this baby here at this point. What's pissing me off more than anything right now are the swelling of my feet. I mean, seriously, I am so sick of these things blowing up the way they do. It's freaking lunch time and I don't even feel like going out to get anything to eat because I know it's going to hurt to walk. *sigh*

I feel like I've done nothing but complain for the past month, which may be true, but why do things have to get worse before they get better? I am so sick of people commenting on the fact that I'm still pregnant. Yes, I know I am and I'm not due for over another week. Why does everyone want to rush it? *rolling eyes*

K has been home with me every night. He's been looking for an apartment closer to me so I suppose we'll be doing that this weekend. Personally I don't feel like doing much of anything but I know I need some air. I had plans to get a pedicure during lunch but I don't feel like going anywhere. I'll just stop by the mall on my way home and do it then. Tonight's plan is to fold laundry and kick back. That is it. I think K is playing basketball so I'll have some dinner ready for him but I have no other plans for the evening. I'm just going to be barefoot and pregnant.