a few minutes on my own

I decided to keep going at work for a bit longer and finally stopped at 37 weeks. I've found it a lot easier being heavily pregnant and looking after a toddler than winding up at work and have rediscovered the joy of actually having some energy and staying awake past 9pm. Of course this was helped last week by Babycake going to nursery for two mornings and my parents had him for some of Thursday, so once I'd relaxed enough to actually believe that I was going to get more than 20 minutes of time not at work or with Babycake, I went to get my hair cut for the first time in almost 2 years (yes, that's right). Anyway, I am going to make the most of whatever few precious hours I have to myself and not waste any time. I've got plans for the hallway floor and there's always plenty to do in the garden.

I've managed to kid myself that this baby isn't due for ages and even now at 39 weeks and having had a show, I've still managed to make myself believe that she'll be a week late. Frankly, the more time I have to prepare the better. I hear second births are usually quicker and easier and after the marathon that was Babycake's, a gentle 10km Fun Run sounds like a good thing. I have no sympathy with women who are tired of being pregnant and just wanted it over, I'll take the enormous belly, pelvic pain and her jumping on my nerves and making my legs collapse for a bit longer yet, although I wouldn't mind getting my thighs and arse back to normal!