Space is an asset

So, this is what 39 weeks pregnant is like.
Basically there is no more space left in my body for anything. Once in a while I can squeeze some food stuffs in, but other than that, there is no more room. I am huge, clumsy and impatient.
I am tired of hearing people say, oh my you are big.
Yeah, well, I am growing another person inside me.
People also like to ask if I am STILL pregnant.
Yup. That's why I am so big.
My hospital bag is ready, I am as psyched up as I'm ever going to be and we have finally gotten all the things the baby will need.
When is this going to happen?????
I think my doctor and midwife are sick of me.
I'm sick of me.
Sleeping is not so fun anymore. If I wasn't so tired, I'd prefer to just stay up all night watching movies or something. But of course I'm tired all the time.

One thing about living in Norway is that even if you are hugely pregnant, people won't give you a seat on the bus, or let you by when you pass them in a grocery store aisle. Instead they let you bump into them, or just awkwardly try to squeeze by. And everybody looks at me like they have never seen a pregnant lady before.
How 'bout a little help people, maybe even an encouraging smile?

My sister is coming here to visit and it's all set. She has her ticket and everything. I am so excited. I haven't seen her in two years. It's going to be so fun.
Weird to think that whne she gets here, I will have a baby.
Everything will be different.
Weird.
I guess some people would think that I would be prepared for the change by now, but nope, I'm not. It's still strange to think that soon there will be a whole new person living with us for the next 20-30 years (kids are staying at home longer now).
I can't stop wondering what the baby will be like.