Unpregnant

I'm 36 weeks pregnant with twins and I just want to give birth like, right now. I feel like I've been pregnant all my life and I just want to get it over with. This has been by far the most physically tiring and enduring challenge of my 23-year-old body. Most moms say that I should enjoy the last days of pregnancy because I will miss it. Yeah, right. Below are the couple of things I've been putting up with for the last eight months.
* I've never sweated like this before. I am literally sweating like a pig all the time. It didn't help that my most of my trimester is spent during the summer and I've been wailing for rain and it didn't happen. Don's mom had to buy us an air conditioner to keep me alive. The electric fan is divine.
* I miss fish balls, extra joss, sting, pancit canton, coke binges, red horse, vodka, riding bikes, staying up late until the wee hours of the morning, hanging out in bars and restaurants, watching Don's gigs, wearing heels, wearing jeans, wearing my favorites tees --- and few hundreds of other things I should mention next time.
* Sleeping has been hard. Finding a comfortable position is a quest.
* I can't eat as much junk food as I want.
* Probably had sex four times during the entire duration of my pregnacy (pregnant at five months and I only get to kiss my sweetie).
* I had to drink milk every single day.
* I miss going out just for the sake of going out.
* I have stretch marks.
* I feel so ugly when I look at the mirror.
* I feel so fat when I look at the mirror.

However, being pregnant does have a lot of perks as well. But that's a topic for another time.