As I'm lying here waiting to meet my little boy, I encourage all of you to slow down and embrace every little joyful part of pregnancy. Take in the feel of those little flutters, kicks, and hiccups. Don't forget the feeling that flooded through your tummy when you found out the sex. And most of all don't forget how supportive your partner has been through it all. Through the hormonal attitudes, absurd cravings at 2 in the morning, and let's face it: the neediness, he's been your back bone. He's been the person that kept you going when you felt like you couldn't face another day of cramps, nausea, emotional distress, and overall just being uncomfortable. What I'm saying is, once you get to the end, you realize how fast pregnancy flies by. (Even though I guarantee it will not feel that way until the very end.) Ignore the insecurities and doubts you have about being the best mother possible and be the best YOU possible. Be prepared to meet someone that you'll love more than you've ever loved anything. Take in every moment of the day that your baby arrives. You'll need the memories for when motherhood gets to be too much.