First of all, apologies for the terrible play on words in the title, but this is about a trip to a marble museum so it had to be done (whether or not we actually had a marvelous time).
During my first pregnancy, I was a baby product marketers dream. I was totally sucked in by the adverts and celebrity endorsements in pregnancy magazines and the leaflets spilling out of my first Bounty pack.
At 41 weeks today I’m exactly one week overdue. One thing is certain, this little tenant of mine will born in July. The question is what day he or she will decide to evict themselves? Continue reading
…I’ve finished work. Cleaned the house from top to bottom. Repacked my hospital bag umpteen times. Seen the midwife. Reached and passed my due date (yesterday). Had an acupuncture session on said due date to hopefully kick things off. It hasn’t. I’m still waiting. Continue reading