As I mentioned yesterday, I am officially eight months pregnant. This means I have eight weeks left to go in this whole journey of pregnancy, which is a thought that seems incredibly amazing to me. Have I really been pregnant for eight months already? Is it really only going to be — give or take– eight weeks until I have an actual real baby in my arms to take care of??? Generally, I don’t feel too overwhelmed by that prospect. I’ve wanted to be a mother since I was like… five… so finally being at that point twenty years later, it’s more exciting than scary. Of course, once I’m actually…