7

7 Days!  1 Week!

Well, only 5% of babies actually arrive on their due date, so there's a slim chance I'll be holding my newborn daughter by this time next week.  But she could come early!  Oh, and it's my Dad's Birthday on the 15th, so that would be a nice gift (and save me having to think of something).

I am so happy right now, my friend Chris Wallis from work has been found alive and well after not being seen for just over 2 weeks.  I was very worried about him, especially when I and others were told he had been having issues.  I can honestly say I had no idea he was having any problems or was feeling so helpless.  He is a very happy-go-lucky, bubbly sort of person (sometimes to the point of annoyance!) who is always cracking jokes and singing.  It just seemed so unlike him to want to leave his friends, family and home behind.  This situation, amongst others this year, has reminded me that you really don't know a person at all and we are never in a position to judge others.  The human mind is fragile and is just as easily swelled by praise and esteem as it is crushed by criticism and disrespect.  I'm also really pleased because I truly credit love, hope, faith and belief as positive emotions that bring the absolute best to everyone's lives, and I think the group Chris's family and friends set up gave us all a place to have a collective consciousness.  It was a place to focus our good thoughts and feelings on the best outcome.  People on the internet, and I am very happy to include myself in this, are very free with their words when it comes to things they hate and stuff that angers them.  We can spread vitriol easily from behind a monitor.  To do the opposite, to spread love and wish greatness for others is less obvious.  I am being made aware in so many ways that it is one of life's purposes to share good vibes and support those around me, especially when you don't think they need it, because that's when they will probably need it the most.

I'm feeling good at the moment.  A lot more casual, calm, happier.  I can tell I'm not far off from the time of birth.  Little Miss Francesca has dropped down lower into my pelvis (which is fun sometimes when I get up from a chair and try to walk somewhere) and my appetite has increased.  Plus I no longer get that horrible acid reflux.  A bit of Peppermint tea or some gum helps the wind.  Stu had a day off from work today.  He went to get his hair cut (finally, as I said to him I don't think Fran will be too pleased coming out to see she has Liam Gallagher for a father!) and see his mate before things kick off.  He is excited, I can tell, a bit nervous like me.  I wonder what he is going to be like in the delivery room?  Stu can get a bit flustered sometimes when there's lots going on and I know he will worry about me and the pain I'll be in.  I hope that this occasion will bring kind of 'chaotic calm' to both of us and we can get each other through it.  Plus I'm relying on him for lots of massages and supplies of food and water so he'd better keep his shit together!

*Massive Yawn*