Oh, to be Done!

I woke up last night when it was still pitch black outside. Of course I had to pee, and stumbled to the bathroom at the pace of an 85-year-old woman, all the while taking deep, heaving breaths since simple things like air flow to my lungs sometimes seem impossible these days.

As I settled uncomfortably back into my bed, I became acutely aware of one thought.

I'm tired of being pregnant. I'm ready to be done.

Wow. I knew this moment would come, but I didn't think it would arrive seven weeks before my due date.

I think I'm finally ready to meet my baby.