Well, it's been a hectic week. We're pretty much moved now and just have a small mountain of boxes to unpack and sort - though God knows when as today I've had the physio and the midwife and antenatal tonight; then I'm off at the crack of dawn to London tomorrow for fracture clinic and hopefully the decision as to whether they are going to start cutting into my leg again in the new year. Sadly, I think they will... boo!
The move's gone well, but I've done far too much as I've been getting a bucket load of twinges and backpain as a reward. So I'm under orders from the midwife to do less... ha ha haaa haaaa haaaaa! Tell that to box mountain! Other than that, everything went fine with the midwife. She seems to think I have nothing to worry about baby size wise, but I remain unconvinced. I'm still 3.5cm over my number of weeks, 1.5cm more that recommended. I think I'm going to ask the consultant at the hospital on Thursday, as I'm sick of everyone saying "not long now, when are you due?", then when I tell them, they always disbelievingly say "really? Christmas day then".
Aaaaargh! SOD OFF!
Sorry...
Right, better get myself fed as I have a breastfeeding session at the Alcester Children's Centre tonight - busy, busy! Bump watch pic to follow on Weds when Al's back btw.
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