Emily- I'm 35+2 and have the same stabbing pains- midwife told me it was the baby's head pressing on a nerve.
I feel your pain- I'm so uncomfortable, massive like a beached whale, broken bloody rib and fed up, I just want to evict this baby now and get on with things. I am so bored as well, I cleaned the bathroom this afternoon, DP came home and caught me scrubbing the floors and gave me a telling off and threatened to tell on me to the midwife 
I'm also slowly realising that as DP has invited his parents, his brother and a couple of mutual friends (who we went to last year) for Christmas, we're going to have eight people on Christmas day, and am becoming increasingly panicked about the whole thing, so DP may find himself cooking rather more than he imagined (he will though, he more than pulls his weight, but the problem will be me letting go of the control I think 
as I am the one who always does the roasts in our house and the bulk of the cooking really).
I think I will have to make a very detailed list with control-freaky timings on it, and then I can recline and be fed Haribo while barking orders directing from the sofa. I might resort to spoonyfuckery every so often too, let him know how it feels 