Don't laugh, it's not funny, have been vomiting and pooping since 2am and have bad badache and intermittent tightenings and have just had a show (again - I must have a ficking snail up there).
Have totally lost all sense of humour, just want to get her on the bloody train so she's out the way and I can get on with it.
Need to do a sodding birthplan and hospital bag because my original plan is out the window (homebirth) and all my clothes go dirty last week when I was admitted with high BP. Oh and I can't find any sodding knickers because my MiL has helpfully done all the washing and put them somewhere . But if they are not in a low cupboard I'm buggered anyway because I can't actually get up off the floor.
Some serious swearing is called for at this point.