Hi all, just got up after mammoth nap - maybe I'll just get my sleep in bits during day and night from now on, it'll be good practice for when Saurus Jr actually arrives!
Hey Rosa, thanks for empathy and OMG, are your waters like actually breaking and stuff? Could you actually be having the baby? Eek, so excited for you if you are!
Tegan, fingers crossed for your sweep. It's all getting so exciting! More caffeine over here...
Dozy you are such a nice lady, it's really great to hear you being so cheery (or are you still high on the drugs, missus?).
Sparkle my bump just gets called {and I'm not proid of this} Little Fatty at home. The most exciting thing it gets called on here is Baby Saurus, ooh, original..
MM your pain relief will involve inflicting it on DH, natch... I am always worried about those cardboard kidney bowls at the hosp, they look v absorbent rather than a good container for, erm, catching things in. OR you could bite your midwife until she goes and gets the G&A, the silly cow. Okay, here is the long and crappy story of the Xmas leave (get comfy for this one, it goes on for ages).
Okay, it turns out it all was a pissing contest between DH, his manager and the other office manager. DH cancelled the hols HIMSELF in a fit of pique (FFS) and then told me. But he didn't tell me that til he got home, oh no... I went to bed earlier in proper screaming, snot-gulping hysterics - had to calm down as I was scared I was going to do something to myself or put bump at risk - convinced that our first Xmas as a family together was ruined... If nothing else, kid will be a massive drama queen, judging by both parents' behaviour today... Before I went to bed I sent DH a photo of bump with maudlin little message "Don't worry, Daddy, we'll have a great Xmas anyway". Which is apparently what made DH buck up and stop being a dick and get his hols back.
The reason I got so upset about this isn't the baby - it's not going to give a crap about where it spends Xmas, is it - but my stepmum, who has been just brilliant and is having us over for Xmas. She lives alone and has NEVER had Xmas at her place, and is so chuffed at the thought of us spending it with her in her house she has almost bought the turkey already. I just kept imagining telling her it wasn't going to happen...
Today has not been a day to be proud of in the annals of Chez Saurus... No wonder the poor baby isn't coming out, it must be terrified.
On the bright side I am now in incredible amounts of abdominal pain, which is either the baby on its way or I pulled a muscle crying. I am now so bored of this whole prodromal labour thing I don't much care which it is!
C'n I have a sparlkler too, want to brand DH on the bottom with the words "massive drama hussy"