Final days,or maybe weeks of pregnancy

Pregnancy has been a wonderful journey, beyond what I could have imagined. I am sure birthing and of course motherhood will not disappoint. As I reach the end of this first phase of motherhood, I am struck by the wisdom and power that it holds. For some, pregnancy is nothing to be desired, with debilitating morning sickness, hormonal rampages, and constant feelings of insecurity. Luckily, I have been blessed with a very gentle experience thus far, with a moderate amount of energy, little discomfort and lots of love and support from those around me. But I still cant help but wonder why are some people "lucky" when it comes to pregnancy? I truly believe, like all important journeys in life, we are handed challenges tailor made for our own unique experience. I have always struggled with patience. I don't like waiting for someone to call or arrive, I hate being late for things, and am easily annoyed when other people are late. I guess you could say I like being in control. And already I feel a total loss of control in my life. Not having any idea or affect on then our baby is going to arrive is maddening for me. But I feel this is a lesson that pregnancy is handing me, if I so choose to accept the challenge. As a mother, my ability to control the environment around me is going to be much harder, even then it is now.  Our child is going to have ideas and ways of its own, which is my goal to encourage and support. But they are not going to be my own. This I can not control. I must have patience, in allowing our child to discover the human it is destined to be. Just as I must allow it to be born when it is destined to be born. And if Im ment to learn any lesson, I have a feeling its going to be a while still. But I am ready with open arms and an open heart for whenever that day is.