You'll just hear an almighty BANG on august 1st and 25 babies will pop out simultaneously!
All I can think is we must all be looking after ourselves quite well and taking it easy. I am so fucking fed up with being pregnant now ('scuse language, seems even more obscene before 8am but this is how I feel!) I want him out just so the constant discomfort will ease. Like ripping off a plaster.
God knows how those of you who already have kids do it! Every morning my body feels like I've run a marathon or started a new harsh gym regime the day before, I'm just so painful and stiff. I'm about to take some paracetamol and get in a hot bath to try and ease it. If I wasn't this pregnant I'd think I was coming down with the flu.
And I've run out of bread, milk and (worst of all) biscuits til my asda shopping arrives at about 3pm, so will have to do something inventive with cupboard scrapings or shrivelled fruit. Bah.