Baby girl isn't due for at least another three days but I've been feeling like a cat on a hot tin roof for at least two weeks now. I've been going on long walks, had about 5 curries within a week and a half and God knows how many pineapples, but nothing is happening. No twinges, no braxton hicks, nothing! I was really hoping that baby girl was going to be a bit early considering she's quite tall already, but it looks like she's got different plans. Her grandparents and aunty are coming from Germany on Saturday and I already see myself greeting them with a big belly instead of a baby in my arms. That's not how I planned things! But I guess you just can't plan pregnancy and I'll just have to wait and aaaah be patient. Did I tell you that patience isn't one of my strengths? No? Well, it isn't and people asking me if there are any news on a daily basis really do not help. As if I wouldn't tell anyone.
The absolute highlight was my nan. I ring her at least twice a week to catch up on how she is and how things are back at home in Germany and she seriously asked me if I was going to phone her when the baby was born. No, I'll send a pigeon. I mean, how on earth could I not tell her about something I am so desperately waiting for?
How did you cope during the last stages of pregnancy? Did you try anything to make baby come out earlier and if, did it work?
