Barefoot and Pregnant

When your belly button turns inside out, that officially means you're done, right? (I can almost hear the oven timer go off in my head: "ding!"). Well, that was a couple weeks ago. Now my belly button has completely disappeared, thanks to the skin being stretched so tight. I keep saying there's no way I can possibly get any bigger, but it's almost like baby Amanda has a wager going: "wanna bet?" At least my new stretch marks don't itch as badly as they did during my last pregnancy. Last time I thought I was going to jump out of my skin, they itched so badly! I was afraid the heat of summer might make it worse, but so far, so good. We had a record heat wave over the west coast last week, but thanks to overcast skies and sea breezes, it didn't hit us all that hard (there are perks to living within 15 miles off the coast). This week the sun has been out in full force, so I'm starting to migrate towards air conditioning, wherever I can find it. I see Dave and other people still wearing long pants and tennis shoes in the middle of the day, and I wanna die! I'm barely able to stay cool in tank tops, shorts and bare feet! All I can hope is that the weather is unusually cool on the day I go into labor.