Ok, besides the obvious (I'll get to finally meet this little guy!), there are so many reasons that I can't wait to not be pregnant anymore. First, sleeping. I realize that having a newborn brings about its own set of sleep troubles, but it will be so lovely to sleep without my hips hurting, and I can't wait to sleep on my stomach and back again, and as comfortable as my gigantic body pillow is it's a big pain to move it whenever I want to switch sides, and after a while the baby will sleep more than 2 hours at a time, which would be a big improvement over my waking up every 2 hours to go the the bathroom, and poor Rick has to put up with me taking up two-thirds of the bed (not to mention the "bedquake" that happens every time I move).
Second, general body aches and overall tiredness throughout the day. It's not just my belly that's feeling the strain of pregnancy, it seems to be every muscle in my body. Every morning it feels a little like I have the flu, and that just wears me out!
Third, it would be nice to be able to breathe normally again. My lungs just can't compete with the baby pressing his little legs into my diaphram, plus I've been congested throughout this whole pregnancy. I'm so glad that we're supposed to use "audible breathing" in yoga class, because it makes my heavy, belabored breathing stand out less. I think a big part of my body aches and tiredness stem from the lack of oxygen entering my body.
Fourth, I'm sick of wearing maternity clothes. I was so excited to wear them at the beginning, now I can't stand them. It doesn't help that I've gotten big enough that I've needed to replace a lot of them--it drives me crazy to spend money on clothes that I know I'll only wear for another 6 weeks. Sure I might be able to use them again with baby #2, but since it took so long for baby #1 to happen who knows how long the wait between them will be?
Fifth, somewhat related to the fourth, there seems to be so many cute clothes out there for non-pregnant people and I can't buy any of them! Or even try them on! I know it's silly and a very minor complaint, but every time I walk into a department store past the clothing section I long to try things on...
Sixth, I'd really like a beer. And sushi. And deli meat. And all those forbidden cheeses...
All that being said, I know there are things I'll miss (all the movement, trying to figure out what body part is jutting out and making my stomach look lopsided, Rick reading Dr. Seuss to my belly) and I'd hate for anyone to think I'm not grateful for this experience and for this baby--after all, this was definitely a planned for pregnancy, and in fact February marks the 3 year anniversary of us trying to have a child. But dang, nine months is an awfully long time!