Everyone said it would happen. They all warned me. I didn't believe them until now. They said there would come a day when I would stop revelling in being pregnant and start to just want to get this show on the road. The time has come.

I think it's partly because I am just so anxious to start interacting with the baby. I'm so curious about what he/she looks like, to hold and touch and play with him/her. Of course, it's also that I am getting uncomfortable. Peanut has grown so much. I think a half dozen people told me in the last two weeks - you're going to have this baby before Christmas! So, just to be safe, we packed the diaper bag and set up the nursery. It really makes it sink in that a baby will be sleeping in that room soon. It's so exciting - especially for Csaba, because this is his first.

I was awakened the other night with Braxton Hicks contractions, that was interesting. I've been having them for a while, but this was more intense. I began to wonder if I would know my body and know when it was "time" for real. It's been 14 years since my body has done this sort of thing. Let's hope it's obvious. Strange phenomena - looking forward to being in pain. Ahhh, but it will be all worth it.