Morning! Have given up trying to sleep too much cake and scones been in pain all night with heartburn and food soreness and praying I don't go into labour because it would have been very difficult to tell which was labour and which wasn't! It's finally calmed down with half a bottle of gaviscon.
Ok firstly the important things:
Pud - yes mat clothes are amazing, I want to wear my asos leggings forever!
Jelly - good luck for this morning!!!! Hold your nerve, you will be fine. Let us know how you get on. Put Google down!
Pis - scones are my new favourite thing. According to everyone last night I make 'the best scones ever'. Pretty chuffed with that!
Dulcet - mum to be massage sounds incredible! I have put mattress protector on bed in case waters go.
Gaggia - loving your bumpie! You're looking amazing
Ok so the party:
Wow! My friends are lovely!
I got a bit stressed at the start - dh was meant to be home by 4 to move table outside and make punch but didn't get home til 5 so I was in big strop.
Then the texts started coming - loads of folk wanting to turn up early 'to help' which was lovely except you know when you have everything sorted in your head and just want to get things done and have some downtime? Anyways so by 6 I had about 10 folk already here, putting up decorations and putting out food which harassed me a bit as I wasn't expecting folk that early and so was still making sandwiches. But they were lovely and put up bunting in the garden and balloons and put out games they'd created and little message books for the baby.
I had what we're meant to be caterpillar balloons hanging in garden which looked like sperms, I thought of you lot when I saw them!!! They were brilliant!
Everyone arrived and dug into the food - they loved the sandwiches I'd made and the reheated frozen scones came out perfectly soft which I had been concerned about. Mr La ran away to the pub and apparently 'it was Mexican night so he had a burrito and chips for under a fiver' (he was very pleased about this when he told me later).
My friend had made this immense Victoria sponge cake with baby animal decorations. It was amazing.
They all brought baby photos so we had to guess who was who. There was a game to guess the hospital bag items through a bin bag, which I lost at! But I got to keep the items 
They all wrote down their predictions for arrival date, weight, length etc and I have to tell them who won after baby's here.
We also did a funny game where they had to make baby out of plasticine. I judged the winner. The baby's heads kept falling off.
All in all it was loads of fun and not cringy like I'd feared. They did make me open presents in front of them but I'd asked for toys for baby so there was no 'ooohs and ahhhs' at tiny socks.
People only started leaving at 10, I think they could see I was getting sore and tired.
The organisers packed up all their stuff and left around 10:30, at which point dh banished me to bed (he wa quite squiffy by this point - think he was taking advantage of other folk being available to drive to hospital if needed).
So he did all the cleaning up!
I meanwhile lay in bed and my feet and bump were in agony from standing up, followed by the heartburn.
But it was such a lovely night and I feel bit totes emosh for having lovely friends.