Some days, usually when I'm not moody or crying, I actually forget that I'm about to have a baby. Ten days, lovers. That's all I've got left as a non-mom. Ew. Mom. That's such a weird word to me.

I'm being elbowed or head-butted in the bladder as I type, but I'm comfortable. Just nervous.

I've realized that the people I associate with are stuck with are all self-centered, attention-hungry, arrogant jerks who really get under my skin. I am completely none of those things as far as I can tell. The only attention I want is from my own boyfriend in the comfort of my own home and from my own kittens. That's all.

Actually I think I'm kind of lonely. I don't have anyone to relate to. But at least I can look at everyone else and say to myself, "Ha, I am not that stupid." Yes, and it makes me smile.