Tomorrow marks full term. If Pip comes tomorrow onwards, we can go to the birth centre. My hospital bag is packed (barring a sieve and a mirror and a dressing gown – tasks for tomorrow)… View Post

On Saturday morning, Pip decided that we should have a test run to the hospital and he would have a think about whether it was time to be born. (spoiler alert: he didn’t and we… View Post

I’m glad I’ve finished work. Not just because it’s nice to have time to see people before the baby, but because my ability to concentrate is seriously depleted. After lunch with my grandparents today I… View Post