I'll miss the bit up until about 35 weeks, but then i think i'll love just being able to bend in half again and not being the wonderful spectical that is the pregnant lady!
I'll be honest, i liked the attention it gets for a while, but now when i go out i know someone will comment and they're only being friendly but having to say "oh she's due sunday" depresses me, cos everyone acts so shocked that you're actually out, plus i know thats sundays going to come and go and i'm going to be sat here just as big and lumpy as ever.
PLUS the stupid evil stretch marks only appeared this week so at the moment i'd rather someone had induced me at 35 weeks! (i'm sure i'll change my mind when she's here)