Ouch ouch ouch!

As predicted, mayhem today. I woke up at 3.30am this morning, half an hour later than usual. Felt achey and stifff so I did a walkabout the room and a bit of leaning and circling on the birth ball. Then back to bed, and woke periodically at 4.34, 5.32, 6.30 and 7.35 before getting up at 8.30. I’m not sure whether it is the pain in my hips that wakes me, or Owen moving. The pain can get pretty awful, though.

I put in a good half an hour of yoga this morning, but have been seriously slacking on the perineal masssage. The truth is, I hate doing it so much that I just can’t face it most of the time, and particuarly since I’ve been getting so achey. I really should try and start doing it again, though. Maybe tomorrow. Aaargh. And I really should find a pool and go swimming. I feel like all the good I was doing through the whole pregnancy, with yoga and swimming three times a week is now going out of the window – right when it’s really important that I keep fit and active. I’m sure once Christmas is out of the way I’ll get back into it again – but Owen could be here any day now, and his arrival is a maximum of five weeks away – exciting!

John’s family, children and grandchildren, trickled in and out throughout the rest of the day. The main focus of entertainment was the humungous TV screen that mum and John have in the lounge – whether it’s films or games on the Wii. Very naughty, really! I felt uncomfortable and cumbersome, and every time I got out of a chair my bump hurt, and my legs seemed to seize up. Ouch ouch ouch. Owen was really enthusiastically bouncy this afternoon, particularly during Pirates of the Caribbean, quite strenuously flexing his muscles and occasionally kicking hard. And I’m getting a lot more Braxton Hicks, some of which are so intense I do actually try to breathe through them. Soon, soon, soon, baby will be here!

Full term tomorrow, Owen! x