I don't know if this is going to make sense, but I am really enjoying my baby on the inside, and I have no idea how I feel about it on the outside. People ask if I'm excited, and I really don't know - I don't think it's actually hit me that in a few weeks I'm going to have a real live baby. I cannot imagine it, I cannot picture the birth, or coming home with a baby, or a baby living in our house. But I am enjoying all its movements and kicks and jumps and stuff. And as much as I am ready for this pelvic girdle pain to be gone, I'm in no hurry to meet the baby. Feels terrible actually writing it, but I'm really going to miss what's going on inside.