I completely forgot about posting yesterday. I was too busy reorganising our office & baking shortbread. I over did the reorganising and really paid for it as my back was absolute agony last night and I was having heaps of braxton hicks, least I'm pretty sure that's what they were but it seemed to just be a continuous feeling of tightness with the occasional jabbing sensation of my cervix which I have been getting here and there. Paul arrived home in time to help me with the biscuits and we were dipping them in melted white chocolate at 10.30 pm. The result a little messier than I had imagined but being our first batch it was really trial & error and they taste extremely yummy, a little too yummy as I have eaten way too many already and feel a little dehydrated from all that sugary goodness.I really think that it won't be too much longer now, Its hard to say that as I just don't know but that's what I am hoping. I think there is a little truth in the saying 'a watched pot never boils' so I'm going to spend some time focusing on the after from now on rather than on labour as I feel I have done that enough now & need to find a focus point to get me through the hard work of labour. I had a long chat with my friend Jo this morning, I really value that friendship and the fact I have someone to talk to that I understands what I'm going through.
