Sep 21, 2011 11:02
I'm struggling to remember a time in my life where I wasn't pregnant. Seriously, this feels like I'm going to be pregnant forever and not actually ever have the baby. So monumentally bored, there's only so much housework I can do - let alone be bothered to do, and baking just creates more washing up and makes me eat more. My thighs are fat enough without the extra cakey goodness I might make. I have a maximum of 17 days left, but that's not really making me feel any better either.
Everyone kept telling me I'd be early, and like a fool I let them get inside my head and make me think I was too. No matter how many times I said to Phil "I'm totally prepared to be late" I'm so not. I want to know why he hasn't come out yet, especially as the midwife has been said on our last 3 visits "You're ready" (despite his head only being engaged on the last 2).
Tried shopping for post baby clothes, but unsure what size to get and feeling guilty about looking at clothes for me, so stopped. Tried shopping for christmas presents, but no idea what to get some people so stopped.