I'm having a baby. Seems so simple. And yet, I still feel like its not me. Like I'm not really going to have a baby in 7 weeks. Me in labour? Me breastfeeding? Me caring for another little life? It just seems so strange and unreal. I look at myself in the mirror and thats me with the big belly in there, no denying that! And everyone is so excited for me. I feel I should be more excited than I am. Its not that I'm not looking forward to being a mummy, just that its almost like its not me. Its quite difficult to explain. Anyone else or just me?