Funny, last week I was feeling sad about knowing that I was approaching my last week of pregnancy. No more baby belly, no more kicks, no more excuses to eat my favorite raspberry sorbet for lunch when it's 101 degrees... But suddenly, somehow with my aching back, exploding pelvic/crotch pressure, and stop/go contractions this week, those things just don't seem as sad anymore. It's crazy how all things happen when they should.