I cannae hold it, Captain...

Holy crap - only a week 'til this baby's due. This morning at 4am (coz sleep is no longer an option) I realised that I have been so crap at blogging that I have barely said a thing about the experience. Well can I just say now I am thoroughly over it. Honestly I don't know how anyone manages to have subsequent children after the first. It is just so uncomfortable, restrictive, and tiring. How can anyone do this twice? It must be all those hormones making you forget what it was like the first time.

I also realised in the dead of night that I haven't spoken about any of bub's crazy little character traits. She is so active I have nicknamed her Squidgy, for all the squidging around she does, and TD or Tiny Dancer, for all her disco moves. Oh and she loves electronica and dance, and the theme to that Night Garden kids show on the telly. And just this week she has found that you can kick out with both feet at once, nice and wide apart, to make Mummy sit up bolt upright in shock when you need a bit of space. Loving that one.

I have a feeling I'm going to be doing this for a while yet though, despite being only 7 days till she's due. I reckon she'll hang out at least 'til Aquarius moves in. She so has the Aquarian character. Two of us in the house - how will Hubby cope?