Funny how life slips into a routine and the days fly by. Especially when you go to bed at 7.30 pm and get up at 7am, and hopefully fit in a couple of hours quality rest in the afternoon. In my eighth month of pregnancy, this is my main aim - banking sleep.
And of course, completing the jobs on my lists. I hit my stride with the 33 days til baby list - 33 tasks for each myself and my delighted husband. We are now onto the 19 days til baby due list and things are surprisingly getting done faster than expected!
Baby clothes washed, bassinette organised, bag packed incase required for dash to hospital.
New bed built and shelves painted to go into the garden shed (perhaps not quite so critical in terms of a newborn but while I'm nagging about everything else I may as well go to town! Amazing how few people will argue with a woman with a belly like a basketball).
Theres been a few other less than critical jobs to complete - like rolling up the towels to go into the bathroom basket so they look like the ones in hotel toilets. Again dont mess with the pregnant crazy lady - my friends are coming back in a month to see how tidy they are then.
Positive birthing thoughts have been posted on the fridge. This is so everytime I reach for the milk for a cuppa I can think 'The pain has a positive outcome'. Or when diving in for the tomato sauce 'I will be able to surrender to the pain of giving birth'. 'My body is perfectly build for giving birth' - especially when fueled by those late night chocolate raids.
They call it a delicate time but there is also a certain ferocity in my preparations.
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