The Wait

Where are we now? Into the 39th week of P's pregnancy and we've both had about enough of this waiting.

The boy's head is fully engaged and deep down in P's pelvis, while his arms are thumping her stomach and his feet are kicking her ribs like a Cantona. And all this mother abuse is internal.

And he's BIG -- an estimated 8.5lbs last week, so potentially over 9lbs now and still growing..

Poor P. She's the size of a small country and going spare having to pee about every two minutes -- which is no surprise given the pressure on her bladder. She's been having light contractions for over a week and is in a constant state of Sarbanes-Oxley (or rather Braxton-Hicks), sort-of 'practice' full-on contractions.

I know we're not quite at due date yet, but please little one, don't wait too much longer.

You're not yet born and already you're driving your parents nuts.

Dad.

Addendum 200209: The NHS can't scan accurately, count, add-up or properly test for simple conditions. Another scan yesterday and midwife consultation tells us that he's actually nearer 7.5lbs, progressing perfectly and P has a 'text book' pregnancy. At this stage, the wee chap could make an appearance today, tomorrow, anytime next week -- or indeed, the week after. The wait continues..