are we there yet?
I wrote a rather lengthy post, but Internet Explorer decided to shut down on me and ate my post. Vexed is not the word. Feh.
As I was saying, I'm in no great rush to give birth (unlike the lunatics on one of the pregnancy web boards I frequent who are complaining because they have "no signs of labour" yet. No, seriously.) but I am at the Huge and Fed Up phase of pregnancy. This is accompanied by the Look At Me Funny and I'll Throw Something At You phase, so it's a good thing I'm on leave. I'm sore. I'm tired. I've still got an annoying thing on my butt. I've got another cold. My son keeps pointing at me and shouting "BELLY!" then laughing hysterically. Speaking of which, I'm amazed at how many people have stared wide-eyed at my bump and remarked at its massive size. I never had comments like that when I was pregnant with Jack. Am I really that huge this time?
But as this is my last pregnancy, I will try with all my might to look at the positive side. I love feeling Beanie moving around. She gently rolls from side to side, creating waves across my bump. Thankfully, I've managed to produce another baby who stays well away from my ribcage. I'm very excited about giving birth - call me crazy, but I can't wait to feel a contraction. I'm also quite excited at the thought of having a pool in the living room, particularly if we have another hot June. I'm so glad that I went on leave early this time. Yesterday, I went for an aromatherapy massage in the middle of the afternoon. I no longer have to go to Tesco on a Monday. I can now get a haircut anytime my hairdresser is free. I can nap. Mmmm.
And on a totally unrelated note, here's Jack in a typical boy moment (sound needed):
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