Single digits

Nine days. Nine days until we meet Belly Bear.

I must be honest, this is a bittersweet moment. Yes, being pregnant is a challenge and I'm pretty done with the swelling, the pain, the uncomfortable sleep. But this is the last time I'll be pregnant (no, really. We're not having a third). Even though it's exhausting to be pregnant, it's also absolutely amazing to grow a little human being, and seeing him/her move and stretch, feel him/her move around, have hiccups, try to grab around (though that's really uncomfortable too!) Yes, I'm done being pregnant, but can I really soak up these last few days, please? Can we make them just a little bit longer?

But at the same time, can we make them shorter? Sure, we still have an endless list of things to do (literally, we won't be done, ever), but all the basics are covered and ready for her arrival. I think we're ready too. Can we meet her already, please?

The last few days stretch forever, while going by so fast. Such a strange reality. But it's the last 9 days I'm pregnant ever. I may need some chocolate cake today. And maybe for the next 8 days...