Okay, I am green with envy of all the decorating as I can only stand and cuss while DH and my dad have a widdling contest over the DIY. Zen breathing moment, I feel, as DH is otherwise lovely and trying hard to cope with a demanding job and my ridiculous father, who is into control-freakery and was being fine until he called last night about visiting us tomorrow... Toys, pram, you know.
Mummynic I had the most painful BH contraction after doing the ironing and visiting step-MIL in hospital (she had some knee surgery done and the painkillers she is on are making her puke, poor cow). Had to take paracetamol and get DH to rub my back and kept thinking "If there's another one of these in 20 minutes I'm going to be really worried"! I haven't had any since.
I am v ashamed now because I kept thinking "Ow, this really really hurts" and now I'm all scared about having the baby and worried that I'm going to be crap at labour and make an arse of myself.
Is it a good sign when your previously uncomfortable but not actually all that painful BH contractions start really hurting? Meep.
Plus I think Little Saurus has dropped a couple of inches.
Lacks you could still do the Grand National yet, I'll warrant.
PS DH has started making noises about not being sure about Finlay as a name, as he thinks it'll be like Kylie or Jason (e.g. every other child will have the same name). He likes Daniel but I'm not keen. It's okay, I spose, but I had my heart set on Finlay.
What does anyone reckon to Finbar as a name? He won't go for it but it might swing it back in favour of Finlay.