I've caught up now.
Good morning all.
drkgpink - hope all is well with breastfeeding. I know an archive search on here usually proves very fruitful and I've seen engorgement issues come up so many times. I love the name Joshua- well I would being married to one- can't wait to hear more about him.
I did think that we'd have a veritable plethora of babies this morning given the full moon. I have to say I slept incredibly well last night. I passed out at about 11pm (was trying to wait up for DH and be a dutiful wife- he probably came home to drooling and snoring) and didn't stir until DH prodded me at 9am as he left for work. Frighteningly, I have no recollection of DH coming home. He reckons I was sparked out on the sofa and he had to carry me to bed. Honestly, you could rob me blind and burn down the house once I'm asleep. I would not know.
We have a ghost. Last night I was having fairly sore contractions so decided to bounce round on my birthing ball for a while. Afterwards, I clambered off and sat on the sofa... while the ball spun round in a circle all on its own. After about 5 minutes I got up and moved it into the kitchen and spied on it through the crack in the door. It carried on spinning and then started moving out in ever increasing circles. It's locked in the study now where I can't see it. Funny, huh? Told DH about it this morning and I can see he's torn between being freaked out and worried about the sanity of his enormous wife. The house I grew up in was haunted- used to be able to hear a male voice all the time and lights used to go on and off without warning. DH hated staying over, we got in one day, the house was empty and somebody said 'oh welcome home you two'. I grew up with it and it was a bit of a joke, DH refused to stay the night.
I must must must do some ironing today. Somebody come round and make me.