Well, the due date has been and gone without incident. To be expected I suppose. But the weight of anticipation is a real burden I am not enjoying. Added to that are the almost constant, though well meaning, enquiries from friends, colleagues, relatives about whether or not you've given birth yet. I feel terrible, as if I am letting people downby constantly saying 'No, not yet'.
Cat has been rather fed up and hormonal at home. Today she admited to feeling very angry, for no reason. I told her to don some boxing gloves and smash something. She chose to eat copious chocolate instead. It seemed to do the trick and the happy soul was back when I returned home...phew. The little monkey inside her is clearly finding it very cramped these days, and kicks in protest - usually at night so she can wake Cat up. A taste of things to come.
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