Hello to so many new joiners! This thread is hopping!
I can't recall who posted what now, but a few thoughts.
Pregnancy, LATE pregnancy especially, sooo tiring, emotions haywire, hard to cope... Managing a small person while growing another inside you who is nearly ready to pop out, that just can never be easy can it? I say rope in all possible help, cake for breakfast lunch and supper, and screen time all day if that makes the final weeks doable!
We aren't built to do all this alone I don't think. I read somewhere that human females live such a long time after menopause because their assistance with the younger mums (ahem, us!) is so essential. Could be a load of hoo ha though 
I know I felt the absence of a maternal helping hand very keenly when DS was younger. It really does take a village. A village of nice non judgy people that don't require entertaining or impressing, who make their own cups of tea, wash the cups, and bring prepared food when they visit.
Safety, where do you start? Is there any moderate middle of the road between letting DC run amok all over the place (and into the road) or being helicopter parent worry wort? I know I'll seem like both on different days to different people. I think it is a real balancing act.
The two times I have briefly lost DS (awful awful feeling) the main thing that worried me was whether he had wandered onto the road. One set of GP have no barrier to the street and I am watchful every second at their house. I've seen them put up wire fencing for other grand children but they never have with us. I know I could ask them to put it up but feel embarrassed, like it would be criticising them somehow or would spotlight me being over protective.
Breast feeding - we had it bad and we had it good. I think that's why I ended up BF till a looong way past 24 12 months. It was so damn hard to get it working - latching issues, screaming/arching, fighting the breast, unpredictable feeding patterns, over supply / under supply, strong letdown, pain, unbelievable pain... Once it finally became enjoyable after months of hard slog no way was I just stopping if DS was happy to keep going. I strongly suspect undiagnosed tongue tie. Didn't read about it until much later alas.
Technology disconnect. Funny, I had already decided to cut our screen time down. I'm not going to go cold turkey though. I'd rather go down gradually. Already cut way down on social media, this is the only place I post anything or check regularly. My smart phone has been lobotomised already so only texts and phone calls there.
But despite loving the extra calm and lack of head chatter I do still freak out about having 'nothing' to do and sometimes worry about being forgotten on FB 
When I find myself checking the weather page several times in an hour (legitimate non social media online activity) it is time to find something real worldy to do 