And just like that, the second trimester is over. A tiny little human has been growing inside of me for 27 weeks and something strange happened along the way: I found out that I kind of love being pregnant. Who is this person?! I don’t recognize her. It’s true, I never thought that I’d be someone who has enjoyed being pregnant so much and I realize this is in large part due to the fact that we’ve had a fairly smooth pregnancy so far (**knocks vigorously on wood**). But for the first time ...