Oh SOH! Go home, please. If I'd listened to my friends yesterday and gone home and rested like I was told, I wouldn't have ended up in the hospital getting checked out. The pains stopped when I got there and I'm sure it was because I was lying down resting instead of sitting at work like a twonk going, "Oh no, I really have to interview a muppet for my maternity cover."
Really honey. You must have had an awful fright. Shame there weren't any policemen around to fine the bugger for being on the path. They do that in the City, you know. On the spot fines for cycling on the pavement. Anyway, don't be a heroine to your work. It's not worth it.
FWIW to you ladies weighing yourselves; I was doing ok at first, but have now put on two stone. I started out at 11st 9ish - my top weight shouldn't be over 10 as I'm so short, so it was always a losing battle. I think I'll stop weighing myself! Whatever I weigh after the birth will be more than it should be so either way I'll be eating rabbit food all summer. A size 12 is some way off. One day I might even see size 10 again... Actually, my friend was over on Saturday and she's training to be a personal trainer. She laughed when I told her that all the hills around Muswell Hill would have the weight off me in no time - right up until she got here and realised I wasn't joking. Pushing a 13kg buggy plus baby around here is hard work!
Speaking of buggies... I might pop over to the buggy shop and order today.
Thanks to last year's May mums. I had DD in May and although it was a looonnnggg time ago, I do remember how lovely it was to have a summer baby (and to push them out before the weather got stifling!).