I am really trying to enjoy these last few days or weeks I have of being pregnant, as I know it is not likely to happen again. Overall, I have really enjoyed being pregnant. There are things about it that are just plain fun, like feeling the babies move and having a huge appetite and getting to eat all the time. I think these are things anyone can enjoy. But I also have been able to enjoy the unpleasantness, too. When morning sickness hit, I was all "good, I know my hormones doing this; bring on the nausea!" When I started to get this burning sensation in the base of my throat and didn't know what it was my husband was like, "that is heartburn, dummy" and I was all, "cool. heartburn. that is a new experience." I have a huge amount of stretch marks, and I can just be like, "aw, cute, I am all striped now." And I have discerned that there are two reasons for my good attitude. And neither reason is that I am particularly prone to having a good attitude about things...quite the opposite really. No, the reasons are 1. it took us nine years to get to this point of being pregnant. There is a such a novelty and unexpectedness about it that there is a bit of wonder in even the most unwanted pregnancy symptom, 2. I don't feel like I am under any great expectation that this will happen to me again, at least not over and over and over again. So I know that it is all fleeting, even the bad stuff (except for those stretch marks, I guess :) they are here to stay).
I do think I am going to miss being pregnant; after all, at this point the twins are by far the easiest of my children to care for. :)