I went to the chiropractor and he fixed my pelvis. It had rotated forwards on one side, no wonder I was in so much pain! When he looked at it he said "ouch!".

Yes. Quite.

So that has been fixed along with my bad mood. I didn't realise what a bad mood I was in until I felt better.

The kitchen has been painted, I started it nearly two years ago and Steve finished it yesterday. And the dogs have been washed. I can't give birth knowing the kitchen's not finished and the dogs are dirty, I just can't. I keep finding reasons to put it off, not that I have much say in the matter. It's just nerves. I am a bit nervous about giving birth. Its just that once it starts there is no stopping, no getting off until the ride comes to a halt.

Today is my due date. Today or tomorrow, depending on which piece of paper you look at. Me, I don't look at any pieces of paper, I am not really into "due dates". If my baby comes on his due date the irony will be overwhelming considering my stance. I am just happy to be in December. Babies are not trains, they don't run on time, although most trains in Sydney don't run on time anyway so maybe babies are trains! The schedule is just to give you a rough idea of when to be on the platform.

So, I am officially on the platform. Waiting to see the first glimpse of the train that is coming to run me over, oh no, not run me over, pick me up and take me to a place that I want to be, that's more like it.