Bump not yet a baby

OK, today is the day... I am 40 weeks pregnant... did you hear that baby? Time is up, out you come now...

Sure I know that 40 weeks is an approximate measure, but surely bubs will arrive on time, no?

I have risked a visit into the library to check email and check every one's blogs, maybe that will tempt fate and bubs will decide that breaking waters on library floor would be hilarious!

I have spent the last 4 weeks of maternity leave gearing down, it has been great and I am so happy to have had this time. I thought I was ready soon after leaving work, but it has been great to just have down time before I know life will be turned on its head.

The only downside is the waiting (and of course the endless phone calls and messages inquiring if I have popped yet!). Each night I ensure the house is 'visitor' clean before going to bed; I go to bed at a decent hour each night just in case it happens through the night and I want to be properly rested; each day I wait, and wait.

Mondays I change the bed sheet (each time thinking 'These will probably be the sheets my waters will break on to'); Tuesdays I do a load of washing ('Hope the weather holds while I am in hospital'); Wednesdays I fold the wash ('Thank goodness I got them in before all the visitors arrive to see the baby'); Thursdays I scrub the bathroom ('Phew, thank goodness the post-baby visitors won't have to see that mess'); Fridays I vacuum ('That will be lovely for the the visitors who visit the baby'); Saturdays we grocery shop ('Better stock up before bubs arrives, but not too much perishable in case it goes off while we are hospital').

However, the baby hasn't come yet, the visitors aren't coming until bubs is here, and my house just keeps getting cleaner!