Not Yet

I'm somewhere in an interesting place, with people watching this blog or monitoring my email reply speed to try to find some sort of inkling that I've gone into labour. Which is fair enough - it's exactly what I would do - especially seeing as I have told people that we would only spread the good news after the event (and allow people to sleep/play easily in ignorance) And I guess this is the way it will continue. But I assure you that a silence from me on hte email/blog does not necessarily mean that exciting news is imminent - you'd be surprised how well I have embraced being 'slack' and how my vacant mind cannot fathom what to write in a blog. For example - in the last 24 hours, the only topic I have thought about putting on here was Patrick Swayze. In my slow waddle back from he supermarket I got thinking about how he had been such a powerhouse in the eighties and how he is such a 'joke' now and what a raw deal that was. I mean: Dirty Dancing, Ghost and Roadhouse they are films that still hold a place in many people's hearts.

As you can see, not exactly inspiring (or point-ful) blogging. So my silence is golden in reality.

Anyway - although I am 'due' this Thursday, you can all rest easy as I can pretty much guarantee we are no where near meeting the little baby yet. He/she is still riding high (ie. not engaged which is something that needs to happen) and still kicking up a storm (they should quiet-down a little bit before birth). My gut feeling is that we are looking at least into next week. Which in some ways is good (I've got the rest of my life to enjoy motherhood, I should savour this relaxation) but also a bit frustrating (Dave and I are soooo keen to meet our child).

Anyway, I'm going to either watch some music videos, go back to bed or each a hunk of cheese right now. Probably all three. Definitely the cheese thing. Oh. Now that im thinking food, i've also got some shortbread somewhere and a pack of those baby carrots and some yoghurt.....