I was feeling this same way two days ago. That was 10 days overdue, today is twelve. I focused my energy into using home remedies to start labor and a frantic, slightly crazy intentions session during which I wrote a page worth of intentions and pleas to the universe to send my labor on the computer in teeny font. This effort worked to get me some bloody show, a deely dropped baby, and some strong and slightly painful contractions, that have been going on, on and off, since then. Unfortunately, I still have no baby and things have just gotten harder. Its making me remember the saying "Be careful what you wish for." I know how eager you must be to get this pregnancy over with, but the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence, so just try to enjoy the perks of the situation you have, rather than focusing on the drawbacks, and think of how much you'll wish you were pregnant still when that first sleepless night of colic comes around. I'm sure this is little consolation, but little is better than nothing, eh?