I keep having birth dreams now, sometimes more than one a night. The baby's always different in them, but always perfect.
In one of today's dreams, I could finally see that lower part of my body that's been concealed by the belly for so many months (and still is, in real life). That was pretty exciting.
I can't say I'm really impatient. More often, I just can't believe that the changes ahead will really take place. Also, very often I wish time could stop for a while - I don't feel I'm ready yet. I am pretty nervous about it all right now... On Tuesday, I felt I could take five times as many photos - if only that allowed me to keep the present routine...
(Now that I've written this, I feel it's all untrue: I can't wait for the baby to arrive! Go figure.)