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3 Days to Go
Nov. 7th, 2003 11:33 pmFed up. Still pregnant. Hate waiting. Dilate cervix, damn you, dilate!
Err, sorry hormones got the better of me for a minute. But this last week, (or two weeks, or three weeks depending on how punctual this baby feels like being) seems to take longer than the preceding 39 weeks.
Up until now I've been pretty breezy about labour, last time it was overall a fairly positive experience, and that's given me a pretty nonchalant outlook on what's coming. Until a particularly painful Braxton Hicks reminded me that YES IT FUCKING HURTS!
I'm still remaining positive, but I think I'm going to tone down the whole "labour? Not a problem" attitude I've been displaying to everyone. I feel it's a bit too much like tempting fate.
Going back to my last (meaningful!) post, we got the clothes back, and without having to travel up to Stafford. My cousins brought them down in the end, so I'm happy that we now have clothes for the Baby, but they've managed to lose the nappy bag that converts into a carry cot at my Aunt's house. (In Blackwood, South Wales).
We've decided we won't be lending out our baby stuff again. (Yes we are planning on more, four for preference.)
Err, sorry hormones got the better of me for a minute. But this last week, (or two weeks, or three weeks depending on how punctual this baby feels like being) seems to take longer than the preceding 39 weeks.
Up until now I've been pretty breezy about labour, last time it was overall a fairly positive experience, and that's given me a pretty nonchalant outlook on what's coming. Until a particularly painful Braxton Hicks reminded me that YES IT FUCKING HURTS!
I'm still remaining positive, but I think I'm going to tone down the whole "labour? Not a problem" attitude I've been displaying to everyone. I feel it's a bit too much like tempting fate.
Going back to my last (meaningful!) post, we got the clothes back, and without having to travel up to Stafford. My cousins brought them down in the end, so I'm happy that we now have clothes for the Baby, but they've managed to lose the nappy bag that converts into a carry cot at my Aunt's house. (In Blackwood, South Wales).
We've decided we won't be lending out our baby stuff again. (Yes we are planning on more, four for preference.)
