Haha in middle of night there was an audible "pop" followed by a heavenly release of pressure across my almost 40 week bump. I was asleep and in dreamland my waters had broken, despite the lack of watery evidence I was remained completely convinced my waters had gone in my sleepy confuzzled head. There was no other possible logical explanation. Of course this morning I woke up properly- farted and then it dawned on me what had really happened!
Dammit! Plus was having scary labour dreams- lovely Ginger midwife though! Anyhow can we all wish me into labour soon else am going to have more of these very daft embarrasing episodes!