Look at these cute biscuits that were sent as a gift from the very lovely RobinaPRextraordinaire today. There are 4 more layers underneath, so we're all on a sugar high and loving it. So many work colleagues have been emailing and calling to wish me well, that it makes me feel a bit sad. Anyway, I'm sure once I'm lounging about next week, not a care in the world (in theory, at least), it will put pay to that work nostalgia. And my work friends will still be here when I return.
Last night we had another NCT class. This one was more relaxed and everyone seemed chattier and laughed more. We did some good Dad-on-Mum massage action, lots of swaying, which the boys all found hilarious, and contraction practise with a soundtrack that had a sharp noise that got progressively louder and then tailed off. The teacher, Ruth, gave the boys some useful encouragment phrases; the one I liked the best was 'Well, you'll never see that contraction again, it's gone. Well done.' She said to take each contraction separately and I'm going to try and follow her advice. Let's see how long I last before I crumple into a heap of panic and call in the anaesthetist. Anyway, there was lots of useful information, as before, and she always takes time to talk about the baby too, which I think is important.
With just over 4 weeks until Due Date (mine, not the release of the film, which actually looks very amusing), I'm starting to really believe that this baby is coming. I just need to put some art up on the walls of the nursery, roll out the rug and basically act on all these nesting instincts. DH won't recognise the flat after I've been home alone with a hammer and some picture hooks.
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