Hello all.
Thanks for the good wishes, it's been very nice to see you all thinking about me.
Well... it turns out that those contractions I had on Saturday afternoon night/Sunday afternoon were the real deal. Woke up at 2am onn Monday morning very much convinced that the pain was indicative of there being No Going Back.
But of course, in all the haitus (sp) about my Mum, I'd forgotten to make arrangements for What To Do with Kittenito in this situation. Plus I didn't want it to be without painkillers afterwads again.
So I held on until about 5.30 am and the contractions were quite regular at 3 mins and got on phone (thinking that it wasn't that early to be awaking unsuspecting nice people.)
Got to the hospital at about 6.30, Gatita "came out of the sunroof" at 7.50 weighing 2, 750g or just over 6lbs.
Of course, in Mexico, 2 November is the Day of the Dead and public holiday, so holding on(in that sense)had been pretty hopeless. Damn and blast.
We're home; Kittenito is a bit bemused but getting the hang of the big brother lark. He "helped" Mr. Hatita change a nappy this afternoon and was very pleased to see his wee sister poo all over his Dad.
Once I work out where Mr. Hatita has downloaded the pics he took on Monday I will put them on my profile for you to see.
In the meantime I'm having a cup of tea while Gatita has a kip.