I'll be a day short of 37 weeks when I finish next Friday. Thank gawd. Getting ready in the morning is really getting me down rhe last couple of weeks, the stiff back was rotten enough but now the feeling of having been repeatedly drop-kicked between the legs to add it to it is no fun either! So glad the PGP has only kicked in recently, I give all of you who have been suffering with it for months a hearty salute!
I was feeling sorry for myself this morning after being awake since before 5 so treated myself to a little sob while I dried my hair, DH hadn't realised and sniggered at the surly tone of the monosyllabic answers i was giving in response to his morning chat...so I took exception...
Me: "If you keep laughing at me I'm seriously going to boot you in the balls, I'm really sore this morning" (tremor in voice)
Him: (incredulous) Are you crying again??
Me: (Sob) DON'T fking say that either!
Thoroughly puzzled, he gets out of bed and began to rub my back in weary bewilderment.
Then he offered to give me a lift to work. 
He's so supportive and thoughtful most of the time but I do get the feeling he thinks I'm a big nambypamby when it comes to pain. I try not to whinge as it must be boring as hell to listen to and live with, but, arghh...
Goats I feel for you not having a working toilet today, I would really struggle! I like watching the peaceful natal hypno births on YouTube, positive thinking and all that.
Going to buy a lovely nursing chair and stool from a Gumtree seller tonight, at a very bargainous £70 when they retail for £200ish. Buying things is so comforting :P