Every day this week I have been on tenterhooks. Every time R texts or calls while I'm at work, every time she sighs or puts her hand to her tummy, I'm prepped and ready for action, adrenalin doing what it does best - making my heart quicken.
So far no drama though, and I have been reminding myself that just 5% of babies come on their due date, which for us is Sunday.
It's not just me - I rang my mum a couple of days ago, and I could hear the expectancy in her voice as she said hello. So now, at the beginning of all calls with our nearest and dearest, both R and I start with "nothing to report yet"...
Indeed I had a text from R saying: "Can you call? (Not in labour) xxx"
