I think every day is going to feel a bit like how I've felt today; thinking that it could be the last time I drink a coffee in relative peace, get a chance to have my eyebrows sorted, sleep in my bed without a newborn next to me; the last day of just the three of us.
I woke up at about 3 or 4am with period pain-like cramping; a little scared to move in case my waters had broken like last time. They hadn't, though, and eventually the cramping went away and I was able to catch a few more hours of sleep. Ruari had today off work, and after bringing me tea and a teacake in bed this morning (and a Joseph), I decided we needed to get Joseph's hair cut ASAP - so we booked an appointment for 10am.
Ruari had told Joseph yesterday that he'd take him swimming, so we went to the pool straight after the (apparently traumatic) hair cut (I just watched the boys this time), before heading to the shopping outlet for an eyebrow threading session for me and a play in the play park for Joseph, followed by Pizza Express for lunch.
All day, my stomach (uterus, rather) has been tightening and releasing, but not getting into a rhythm which makes me think it could be some time in the middle of the night or tomorrow. I just don't know as, after being induced last time around, I don't know what it feels like to go into natural labour or how much time you have before it escalates and you're at 1 minute contractions, 5 minutes apart. All I know is that I've passed a bit of blood and I'm getting this cramping and tightening, which are all signs that something is going to happen, according to what I've read. Not to mention that he feels soooo lowwwww dowwwwwnnn yet soooo farrrrr ouuuttttt.
It's just so weird not knowing when it could be but having the distinct feeling it could be really soon... yet also not wanting to get my hopes up in case it's another 2 weeks. That being said; at least if today was our last day as a family of three, it has been pretty perfect.