I am currently writing a piece about why hubby and I have chosen to have a homebirth. As soon as I finish, I will post it (I'm a bit scared - it's getting very long).
The pregnancy is now just something I want to get over with already. I love feeling the baby move, but I want to just hold her now. I've gotten so used to the fact that my belly is growing and will continue to grow, that my back hurts, that I have to pee all the time, and the excitement of being newly pregnant has finally faded. Mind you, it took 25 weeks. The excitement of being a mommy hasn't faded (of course), and all the dreams I've had about the baby just adds to my excitement . Since we've found out I was pregnant, I have had six dreams about the baby once it's born. They are the most amazing dreams I have ever had - in my dreams I get to touch her, hold her, cuddle with her, nurse her, and I wake up wanting to go back to sleep so I can "feel" her again. They are so real and vivid. (What they say about pregnant dreams is true!)
My grandma asked about the baby's gender in my dreams - she said whatever gender I dream the baby is, that's what it's going to be. Unfortunately, I've had four dreams it's a girl and two dreams it's a boy. So, we still have no clue. :)
Something I just found out that did make me excited - our baby is about 13 1/2 inches long and 1 1/2 pounds. Also, that I have only one more week until I am in my third trimester. That is a milestone.