It’s a little sad to be counting down the days until the end of this pregnancy, knowing I’ll never be pregnant again. And it’s funny that I feel this way, because pregnancy has absolutely been no picnic for me. Nausea the whole first two trimesters, horrible back issues, rare pregnancy complications that made me afraid for the baby and myself – these things are no fun! But there is still a part of me that is sad that after 9 days from now, I’ll never feel a little being kicking and squirming around inside of me. It is truly a miracle (in the scientific sense of the word 
) to me that I can grow a whole new human being inside of my body. She’s totally part of me and dependent on me, and then she comes out and is her own independent being! Ok, maybe not TOTALLY independent, but no longer an appendage.
9 days until scheduled cesarean. At this point, it looks pretty likely that we’ll make it all the way to that date!
