Moan alert....
I was quite enjoying being up the duff until this weekend. Now I'm joining the 'can't-come-soon-enough-club'. I really feel geriatric. If I put my feet up I can't get them back down again,walking to the other side of the room feels like a major task, so there's no way I can potter to the local shops to pick up the last bits and pieces I need.
DS is getting nervous too. Came home early from school having been sick- though it sounds a bit put on. He wanted to be home with me. Which is very sweet, but...
The house is still a wreck with homeless boxes of 'stuff'. The drawback of no.2 is that I have loads of clothes and toys up to age 4 for her way before I need them! At least I've got my bags (almost) packed.
Gym ball has just arrived, maybe bouncing on that will help.
Moan over. 
Pseudo looking forward to hearing how it went today and seeing your first pics xx
And the others SWIL. xx