I am 38 weeks pregnant today. My daughter was born at 39 weeks, so really, I could pop at any time.
The house is mostly unpacked, so now my attention is turning to the baby’s room. I have set myself the target of getting it useable by the end of the weekend.
On Monday my dad brought up the first load of baby stuff that my mum has kindly stored for us over the last couple of years. Yesterday I started Operation Baby’s Room by unpacking the freshly laundered baby clothes.
I know everyone says it, but I really had forgotten how small babies are. I mean, two years ago my daughter fitted into these teeny tiny clothes. How could she have grown so much in 25 short months? Bonkers.