Well, I'm in denial AND yesterday was the day that it really hit me--was this such a good idea at this point in my life? It's not like we don't have a stable home and family, and lots of support, and although the timing was not exactly what we planned at first, this baby is very much wanted and loved... but at the same time, we're young (well, mid-20s), and maybe we're giving up being footloose too early...
I think I'm more nervous now because I just spent a few days with various friends who aren't having children (probably for years yet), and who have lots of fun things planned and are working on their careers while I take a time-out on those plans. Not only that, but as things are getting down to the wire, I'm getting more nervous and worried about things going well in the last few weeks and what we'll find out at the birth, etc.
It doesn't help that all I can do is waddle from one place to another trying to get little things done. I've loved being pregnant, but I'm finally ready to be able to see my toes again.