I can't believe I am 35 weeks pregnant already.
Most of the pregnancy seems to have gone really fast, but the last few weeks have been a little bit of a nightmare.

I have been in and out of hospital, diagnosed with Costochondritis, and have reached the point where my SPD (symphysis pubis dysfunction) has become so severe that I have been told to stay off of my feet.
This increases my risk of suffering from blood clots so I am having to inject a blood thinner called Clexane into my thighs every day.
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I have been injecting myself for over a week now, but have to admit that I am still a complete wimp when it comes to doing it.
It Hurts! (and I'm a wimp)

I  had to spend a few days in hospital because of the SPD, and while there my consultant paid me a surprise visit and agreed that the best thing to do is induce me once I am past the 36 week mark.

I am seeing him in clinic next week (2nd April), and that is when we will be given a date to go into hospital to be induced.
This means that our little princess will be with us within the next 2 weeks, instead of 5.

We are all very excited about meeting her, but I would be a liar if I said I wasn't nervous.


The labour I experienced with Little man has to be the most painful labour I had ever experienced, as he was back to back the whole way through.
As far as we were concerned, at the time, Little Man was our last child so I got through it by telling myself that I wouldn't have to do it again.
Big mistake!

I am now feeling really nervous about coping with the pain and even though I have given birth 4 times, I have never had an epidural.  This is mainly because I really don't like the idea of having something inserted into my spine, but I am so worried about the pain this time, that I am seriously considering having one.

Who knows, I might change my mind when it comes to it.

During all of this my gorgeous hubby, Daddy D, has been an absolute star.
Due to me having to stay off of my feet he has had to take time off of work, and suddenly become the full time care giver for our children.
He is the best Daddy any child could ask for, but I can only imagine how daunting it must have been for him having to take on a routine that he has never really experienced before because of being at work.

He has had to take on absolutely everything.  The cooking, cleaning, washing, school run, and everything else that goes with looking after 4 children ...... and he hasn't complained once!

On top of all of that he has had his own hurdle to get over.

Daddy D has been told he may have Type 2 diabetes, so while coming to terms with the children's daily routine he has also had to get to grips with monitoring his blood sugars daily, and learning about the changes he needs to make to manage this condition.
Even with all that is going on, he has been my rock, and I couldn't ask for more.

So, the final countdown has begun and I am left having a little panic.
I'm 35 weeks pregnant, my princess will be here within 2 weeks, and I am still completely unprepared.

I guess I had better pack my hospital bag and get the baby equipment set up! ;0)