Morning, I managed 11.30 til 4.30am as well, with the usual 2 trips for a wee in between.
Random things I am stressing about today at bastard o'clock:
I WISH I knew when Tiny would arrive.
DH finishes work on Friday. He is being taken out to dinner tonight by the partners and then has the firm's Christmas drinks/leaving drinks tomorrow night, although he will stick to alcohol-free lager/tonic water etc and maybe one glass of wine (he says, I say naaaaaaaaaaaaaaartheeng)
So it would be nice, on the one hand, if Tiny hangs on until he finishes work, and possibly over the weekend, so DH & I can have some time together. NHS DD is Tuesday 14th, MW is visiting then.
After that I guess I have just over a week before they start on about induction, because 10 days after my DD is the 24th, Chrustmas Eve, and no hospital is going to want to do procedures over Christmas.
Plus it will be shite for Tiny to have a birthday so close to Christmas, as in a few days either side.
So I hope Tiny comes on his DD, or between 12th and 16th December.
Not being able to have any control over this is really annoying me. I hate waiting for things, and not being able to plan ahead, especially not knowing how labour & birth will turn out ie. will I end up staying in hospital, having abdominal surgery, etc etc.
Plus I have randomly just spent a fortune at Ocado because I am SICK TO DEATH of cooking now and just want to be sure that there is a load of quiche and sausages and fresh pasta and stuff in the fridge, so I/we won't starve. I can't be arsed carrying heavy bags of shopping around anymore (we don't have a car, I walk to the local grovers/butchers/LIDL and drag back huge bags and a rucksack, or a granny wheely shopping trolley).
God I am well fed up today.
What are you randomly stressing about?