I'm currently almost 39 weeks and all anyone can say is "I bet you can't wait to have the baby now" or "I bet you're excited to meet your baby". Well, yes I am (very much so), but I've got a few practical/nesting things left to sort out first, and I could really do with making it to my due date, or near enough, to make sure that everyone on standby to help is available. I'm also cherishing my last few days with just DD1 and I, and I'm sad to be waving goodbye to our lives as a family of three. And this is my last pregnancy, all being well.
Ok, I'll admit that the current hot weather (in the UK) is making things a bit uncomfortable, but I also had this type of weather at the end of my first pregnancy and gave birth to DD1 at the height of a heatwave.
I'm not in denial, I know this baby needs to come out. I have no fear of labour and childbirth after a decent experience first time around. I'm not especially fond of the sleepless nights, and "why the f* is the baby crying now?!" moments but know I/we got through it okay last time and I tend to cope okay with broken sleep.
I'm firmly of the belief that the baby will come when it's ready, as DD1 did, and I'm not going to agree to be induced or start on the raspberry leaf tea etc just yet!
I must say, I am dreading the onslaught of visitors after the birth. Maybe that's why I feel like this?! I'm hoping my DH will help me to manage visits a bit better this time. I'm also apprehensive of managing two DCs by myself as DH won't be able to take much paternity leave and we don't have family in the close vicinity.
Anyone else feel like this or just me?