The Duldrom Days of the Mid-to-Late Third Trimester

O.K. I'm starting to get bored.  I remember I felt this way with my first pregnancy, but at least I was going to a job and interacting with people. Well, pretty much I was. The intern sitting next to me couldn't understand why I'd work so pregnant. My plan was always to work up until the end, for two reasons: I wanted my much-coveted and far too-short maternity leave to be on the back end of the birth, not the front end.  Also, It was hot August and my office was wonderfully air-conditioned. Oh, and also, what else was I going to do? Might as well work. The intern told me on that Friday night leaving work, "It's inhumane you're working." I had Prairie the next day. But with this pregnancy, I don't have to work. Maybe that's not such a good thing. I miss talking to other adults while I am incapacitated.  Frustrated with this huge belly's insistence on not letting me do much and my own 46-year old energy level, it is a feeling of incapacitation.  Third trimester 46 year-old pregnancy is not all that it's cracked up to be. How is 47 year-old Kelly Preston feeling about now?  I am so thankful that I feel physically great, so I'm not complaining in that aspect.  But the last month is hopelessly boring. Even though I still have some getting organized to do, it's not going to take up all my next 30 days.  I organized my Cd's today. How boring. What I should be doing is studying my financial planning modules more. I just can't take security valuation and mutual fund selection processes all day long.  I study bits and pieces throughout the day. But I'd take a little more excitement. The World Series and the elections are over. Now what?  I am starting to tell anyone who asks how I am that I am bored. It's sort of fun to do that. I wish I could go help children in the Sudan.  Someone needs to give us non-working third trimester pregnant women something to do to contribute to society. Bored, restless, non-productive, useless, nervous, and stir-crazy are the best adjectives to describe me these days.