So here I am, 9 days from my due date, (im)patiently waiting for this little one to make his or her arrival. Honestly, I mostly feel fine and still feel like this pregnancy has been a fairly easy one, though I am definitely also feeling more and more ready to be unpregnant.
I decided that the end of pregnancy is sort of like your engagement. You make all these plans, you pick a venue (i.e. hospital), you have showers, you try to get ready to understand how your life is going to change, you read parenting books (I'd love any recommendations anyone has) while you anxiously await the Big Day.
You have NO idea when the Big Day will be. (I guess this is not true for those who have a scheduled C-section, but still...) It's like any day you could wake up, have your fiancee come to you and say, "Ok....today's the day we're getting married. Now go get dressed." It could be in the middle of the night. It could be while you're at work. You have no idea. Or maybe it's more like planning a wedding when you don't know when the day is OR who your fiancee is. You only know it's going to happen sometime in the next few weeks.
It's a very exciting but also nerve wracking place to be.