I'm just not excited at all with this baby. It's my second and I've had other losses and one live birth. I was excited in the beginning and some really unfortunate stuff happened and now I just can't seem to connect or get excited. No name sounds "right", no theme seems good. I'm trying to envision the moment i met my daughter and how overjoyed and full of love that moment was, but i just cant imagine it happening a second time? Or how much i loved breastfeeding. Or how cute they are. It's just hard. I feel like i have nothing to look forward to and now that my birth plan has gone to trash due to a number of financial and timing issues, i just feel like I'd rather stay pregnant forever. At least then people care about me and there's this element of excitement for everyone else. I'm 37 wks. And i feel nothing but regret and anger. I dont want my body to be torn and beat up just so I can spend the next 6 months waking up every 3 hrs and listening to constant shrieking. I feel horrible because i know after she's here, I'll be crazy about her, but right now I'm dreading going into labor. I dont even want to go to my weekly dr appts because i feel like theyre pointless. They can't tell me when everything is going to happen to me. They just waste my time. I'm thoroughly uncomfortable but i just dont want to do this. I feel trapped. I feel like im choosing (not that it's actually a choice now lol) between beong violated and mutilated and just staying fat and not being able to breathe.

Did anyone ever feel remotely like this and still have an ok birth and bond with baby?