I'm laying here, on Father's Day, exactly one month from my due date, with my hand on my belly feeling my little girl's kicks. I'm trying to hold back tears thinking about how much I am going to miss this feeling. Even though I don't really like being pregnant -- I'm perpetually uncomfortable and constantly running to the bathroom -- I'm finally realizing how special this time is with her inside of me and I can't believe how close it is to being over.