argh

it's 6:30, and i've been up for an hour! no fun. no fun at all.

worse luck, no signs of real labour yet, either - just all braxton-hicks, all the time. i've been doing mega housework and squats and boy am i sore. + hungry - i'm on a liquid diet now, in a desperate attempt to make my tooth last till after baby. i have now had the filling replaced four times. i can't stand it.

anyway, in a few hours we'll be off to see the midwife, and hopefully she will have some advice other than "be patient, the baby will come when it is ready."

because my patience has run out!