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Summer week 37

Under 3 weeks to go.
I will keep this one relatively short as it is a very trying day today. Its my last day at work and i am surprisingly sad about the whole thing.
Work have given me a nice little monetry bonus and a mother & baby photo shoot voucher where i will get pampered and made over. We are going to the pub shortly for farewell drinks (well coke in my case!). I suspect there may be a few tears before i leave today.
I am definately ready to go though as its quite hard to concentrate on work at the moment when my ankles hurt like hell and my back is also fairly painful oh and the fact that i have to rush to the loo every 5 minutes... Also the drive to and from work had started to worry me as i have to drive along a very busy dual carriageway and i got a bit worried about what i would do if i went into labour while driving.
Oh well, feet up from tomorrow onwards.
Phil has finally got into the spirit of things now and has bought the baby lots of clothes from the pumpkin patch. He is getting so excited. I suppose its not really been  that real to him up until now. He is now planning to have a month off work which will be nice as he will be able to bond with the baby just as much as me. He is going to be such a good dad i just know it.
Well everything is ready for my trip to the hospital and the baby's arrival. There is actually nothing else to do now apart from wait. This is going to be the longest few weeks of my life i just know it.
Had my hair cut last week for the final time so that i look wonderful in thost post labour photos. Nevermind the fact that i will be red, hot & flustered and probably very very knackered but as long as my hair looks good then thats fine!!
Thats really all i have to say this week (i did say it would be short!). If i don't write next week it will be because it has happened early and i am slightly pre-occupied giving birth!!
Might speak to you next week
Mum to be
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