My maternity record no longer shows a week count. Instead it has a letter. Curious. Anyway, not knowing what this letter means, and quite happy with a pretty straight forward week count, I'll stick to that one.

I was so full of energy yesterday that I definitely overdid my plant care and then crashed out within seconds in my bed, book on lap, specs on nose, lights on, birth affirmations unrepeated because I couldn't even stay awake for that. I didn't even manage to lie down ... When I woke up in the morning, I had positively exiled hubby thanks to pregnancy induced snoring. So sorry. I did have a fabulous sleep though (and feel awfully guilty about it for all those mums to be who suffer from months of insomnia).

This reminded me of the hospital consultant's notes in my maternity record. When he asked how I was, I said I felt very tired and slept a lot, at least 9 hours at night plus an hour's nap during the day. He translated that to "lethargic". I'm still, almost 10 days later, tempted to tippex that word out. I'm not lethargic. I know what lethargic feels like, however, what I am is tired. Being tired isn't anything to worry about, after all, my body is feeding a fully grown baby 24 hours a day. How would I not be tired?

Anyway. On the bright side I had the big appointment with day care at the hospital. I only saw midwives and my nerves were increasingly calmed as the appointment went on. There was not a mention of the word "induction", it was all about checking that baby and I are doing fine (which we were), and to see if anything had changed. Lo and behold, cubling is now fully engaged and ready to roll, but my cervix isn't. The attempted sweep (definitely unpleasant, but also definitely bearable) failed and shall be repeated on Tuesday.

In the meantime then, it's off to even more raspberry leaf tea, curries (not a single food ghost from that, not to mention bowel movements to trick uterus into sympathetic mood), harrassment of my poor beloved. I've heard that evening primrose oil is also good.

The extra special treat they gave me was that of a scan. Cubling has shown her true face and stuck out her tongue to mummy. The feeling was beyond words, there she was, a real, absolutely real, baby. In my tummy. Wow.