Well we're at the final countdown. With less than a week to go until the due date and no more than 2 weeks, regardless, due to Italy's policy of inducing you after being a week late (apparently)... he can't come soon enough.
I get the impression he is getting very squashed and uncomfortable in there as I spend about 6 hours of each day being prodded in the ribs and bladder and experiencing what feels like a baby elephant trying to turn around in a bumbag attached to my stomach.
My mum arrived on Friday so she has been giving us 'lessons' on what to expect, massage techniques and breathing exercises which has been great as we haven't had any antenatal classes here due to the language issue.
But the sun is out, we are prepared and I am in good health with no complaints at all so there really is nothing to do but wait! Thank you all for your emails and calls and gifts (that have made there way from as far away as NY, thanks Patsy).
The next entry will include a picture of the little man we've all been waiting for! Lots of love. Kx
