Baby's due date is Friday 6th January. Two days away. And yet, I'm still really calm. I'm not at that "get out of me now" phase yet that people keep telling me about, although I could do without the sharp kicks into my ribs. It's scaring me slightly that people around me are more uptight and seem to be more excited than I am right now. It's not that I'm not excited, cos I really am, I'm just not stressing out. The baby will come when it's ready.
Had an appointment with the Madwife again this morning, and since baby isn't here yet, she's booked us a date for induction (18th Jan) just in case. But everything else is tickety boo. Cot and changing table are built. Pram is here and set up. Set of storage drawers for the baby's room are here but not built yet. We appear to be prepared. Just a case of waiting for baby to arrive.
Tick tock, tick tock.
Meanwhile, we've had a nice festive period. Christmas was busy dotting from my mother in law's, to my grans nursing home an hour away, to my parents, but I wouldn't have it any other way. This is also the first year I've not worked over the holidays so it was quite nice not having to compromise and got to spend both Christmas and New year with my family. It feels a little strange not having that going-back-to-work feeling. Not that I'm complaining, I'm actually enjoying the break!!
It also feels strange not having the whole January diet guilt. Every new year since I can remember I've always resolved to lose weight, which I do, then it goes back on again just as easily as it comes off. This year, I don't really care. I like to swim and hope to get back to it after the baby is born.
Hopefully the next update will have pictures of our wee one :)