Good news is, I got some kip, bad news is the action has slowed down so baby not imminent.
Minnie that sucks, being prevented from sleeping, particularly when you are knackered is akin to torture.
I will confess that I am not convinced I didn't snore last night. I have a cold and am 40 weeks, I have a really dry throat this am, so that'll learn me for getting on my high horse.
Skittlesandbeer that is beyond nuts. The last time I was here one night I was next to a v young girl. She was in early labour, quite scared. Come 6.30pm, her mum says she is just going out to make a call. In the meantime, the girl is given some morphine for the pain.
Mum comes back and announces Fred is picking her up in ten minutes, they have a date. Girl starts crying, mum does not relent, is really dismissive.
At this point I stuck my head around the curtain, said to the girl that I was going nowhere, and would sit with her. Mum says see, you will be fine. She only relented as the girl had a really bad reaction to the morphine and started being violently ill, over and over. She stayed in the end, but the poor girl never heard the end of it. I really wanted to thump the mum one.
But the having sex one still wins.