So the illustrious medical profession have given me three edd's; the 21st, 23rd and 25th June. Needless to say, these dates have all come and gone. And the Man thought I would go a week to ten days early, another friend thought a week early, and a couple of others thought at the end of last week.

However, NOTHING!

Got some pretty good back pains yesterday, and have been having pains over a number of nights. Terrific I've been thinking. Something's happening! But no. Pains subside, nothing happens.

Dd was born two days 'late' I think, but there were definite happenings well beforehand. Ds, to be honest, I can't remember if he was late, but I know I wasn't getting frustrated like I am now.

I know babies come when they are ready, but I am Just. So. Over. It. Over the pg, being sick, and general life around here. I am a patient person, but am not waiting well now. I hate "just sitting around waiting". Grr.

The Man has finally got himself a job, YAY!, but it starts tonight at 10pm, so looks like I will now be on my own for the birth. I am feeling confident at the moment of being able to put my foot down for what I want, and more importantly, don't want during labour/birth, but at the event, it could be different. And he won't be there for the birth, which he was for the other two, and I know he wants to be.

Just having a whinge really.

Oh, and my friend who's sister brought her a bassinet for us to use whilst not having a cot, FORGOT to bring the mattress for it.