Yes, you guessed it, baby is still not here. But this week has been all about nesting: stocking up on frozen goods, tidying, doing loads of laundry and ironing and anticipating the great arrival.
I think I have actually been so busy with all the preparations that on some level it seems a bit unreal that in a few days (hopefully) I will hold my newborn in my arms. It has also been a time filled with anxiety and the normal questions: “How will I cope?”, How will Emma react to the change?” “Will he be a good baby?” “When I be able to resume normal life?”…etc.
All in all, this week has felt like the end of a long and tiresome journey: the last hours always seem the longest, don’t they :-)?