Boy am I feeling the love in London! Being this heavily pregnant makes everyone smile and coo warmly at you and brings forth exclamations, good wishes, hugs and kisses from total strangers who engage me in conversation - when are you due? Is it your first? You look lovely, so well! Good luck I hope it goes well!

A sweet little old Chinese lady who was no taller than my bust height insisted on holding my hand getting on and off the tube so 'I didn't fall' (I was more worried about her toppling over!) and planted a huge smackeroo on my cheek as she got off the train a few stops later. All very random but enjoyable, given what a reserved bunch these Londoners usually are... I've had advice and encouragement from cabbies and shop assistants, fellow bus and train passengers and people in the street. It's been really quite wonderful, particularly when I'm feeling about as attractive as an obese whale and have the energy levels of a pot-smoking sloth!

Just to clarify a few things:
1) The due date is the 20th and the baby can show up any time before the 30th without medical staff getting antsy and mentioning nasty things like inductions.
2) Stu will be sending out the news once our little one is born, and yes you are on the list of people to notify!
3) No, I am not terrified by the very thought of labour, and asking me repeatedly is not going to change my answer. Really. I have done everything I can do to prepare, I have excellent support lined up as well as access to fabulous drugs, and I will get through it just like all the others who have birthed a child over the past, oh, several thousand years.

Gosh is that the time? I'm off for a nap!