Eek, nearly in single figures. Delightful Child is due in just ten days time. Am in two minds about whether an early arrival would be a good thing, or whether I should be making the most of being on maternity leave and just generally having some time to myself. So far in my week of maternity leave I have managed to fit in another scan at the hospital (which predicted bubs already weighs 8lbs 1oz - ouch), a trip to the hairdressers to colour in those pesky grey hairs, a facial at the spa in Henley, and lunch with my work chums. Not to mention several visits to shops and coffee-vending establishments. Oh, and did I mention, I'm also still doing some work from home (proofreading - so not overly taxing)?
I've got a few things pencilled in the diary next week (trip to Bristol to see the folks and go to IKEA, a massage, and Book Club; plus I still need to finish that scarf I started knitting aeons ago) so perhaps bubs should hold on tight for a little longer til I've got a free day...
Has spring sprung where you all are? It certainly seems to have here. This is all that's left of the giant snowman that hubby built a couple of weeks back:
Am keeping my fingers crossed that we don't have any more snow this year as I really don't want to be snowed in when I go in to labour.