Closer
Less than a month to Jen’s due date and the weeble seems to be going stir crazy. Last night he tried to kick Jen’s dinner plate out of her hands. There’s a party in her belly and everyone’s invited!
Jen stops working in less than two weeks, and I stop working when she starts contracting. Sadly I only stop for a month, but Jen gets a whole year off. She deserves it though after carrying around a sack of potatoes for months.
We still don’t have all the stuff we need for routine maintenance of a miniature human so we’ll probably be going on a spending spree in the next couple of weeks, before Jen is completely unable to move.
The baby’s bag is packed. Mummy’s bag is packed. Dad’s sleeping bag is ready. The car is fuelled and the winter tyres are going on next week. The birth plan is done. I think we’re almost ready!