I'm having a baby...

(Not right now, don't worry!)

These past couple of days it has hit me. I'm having a baby. I mean, physically pushing a baby out of my body. I'm pushing a 7-8 lb baby through a 10 cm conduct, out of my body... Holy ****.

I feel kind of like I did before my master's thesis defense. I know it's coming, I know I have to do it no matter what, it's going to happen, and I know I'll see the other side and I'll be glad it's done and over, but I'm getting nervous about it and I kinda wish I had more time. Time for what? No idea. It seems to be one of those things you can't never truly be ready for, in my case at least.

(I should add this is worse, because with my thesis, nobody knew that study better than I did)

It's a mixed bag of emotions. I do feel that I can do it. It'll be a tough couple of days, but in the grand scheme of things, it'll be a piece of cake. I know how things are supposed to happen, I know what I'm supposed to do, and I even think I *might* be good at it. But I still have no clue, and it still means I have to push a 7-8 lb baby out of my body, and that is not a pretty picture...