Still no baby! Why do they give us due dates? Just to cause us frustration when nothing happens?
I actually did have a bit of a ‘show’ yesterday morning which got me all excited, after all, that was my first sign and although I told myself not to be excited as it can take days from that anyhow, I have woken up again this morning with nothing happening and feel disappointed!
I’m going to keep a log though of when things happen to take in for the labour (if it ever happens).
My friend Anna came round yesterday morning so we had a cup of tea and chatted which passed the time, and after lunch I watched three episodes of CSI on TV. (I’m still chuffed I’ve not gone down the daytime TV and Jeremy Kyle route) Then after a little nap I cleaned out the guinea-pigs, tidied the kitchen and Steve and I headed over to visit his family who’d all arrived at their cottage for their Easter break.
They’re coming over to us today at lunchtime and will take Izzy out for a long walk whereas I will likely stay in and sulk as I’m getting grumpier day by day. I don’t mean to, but there’s only so much more hand and foot aching I can take and I didn’t sleep well last night. My fingers are puffy again, I don’t think I’m drinking enough water so have just drunk a pint to try and flush the extra out.
Maybe I’ll feel better after a shower.
I’ve never been good at waiting for anything. Maybe this is nature teaching me a valuable life lesson.