They've been. They were really lovely, actually & asked if I was 'ready for dropping' & wished me luck before warning me not to even think about moving any of it myself - I quite like the part of pregnancy where people show interest & concern.
I am also back in my bra & towel with a reheated wheat bag, so I'm good to go. Turns out my little sister's off school today because she's ill, so we're having a nice text chat.
Good that the sciatica is at least under control, Bleu. Is it dying down at all? I still think you should be resting, but you're clearly not going to listen
conker, in a similar vein our pile of dirty laundry (small pile, but still!) has just been kicked into the nursery out of public view. Now I just have to remember it's in there & wash it at some point instead of forgetting all about it & wondering where certain items of clothing have gone.
BB, the pain is quite a lot less now - I'm not crying or doing funny breathing or anything Have managed to swing my legs onto the sofa, so am sprawled out with a box of Celebrations, a bottle of water & a carton of cranberry juice beside me. It's exciting stuff. I want DP to come home Although I'm not sure that I'm going to admit the piles thing to him. I know he'd be fine about it, but it rather kills any mystery left in the relationship
I feel the same about the babymoon / holiday things, though. I would fall over dead with shock if anything like that were to be suggested for me. I doubt I'll even get a present. Maybe a bunch of flowers or something. I thought that was really good until I heard about everything I'm missing out on
& really, conker? He'd love to be pregnant? Is he insane?