Balanced at 34 weeks

I feel like I've been a right whinger these last few posts. So I want to balance up with a cheerier post to prove I'm not a complete nutjob.

The good things at 34 weeks - we've almost finished embie's room (which looks fab), we've almost got everything in that we need (thanks mostly to my wonderful, wonderful sister who has provided us with SO much stuff), I'm generally feeling fine, embie is still a right wriggler and if Mr F puts his hand on my belly, he/she will kick/headbutt/punch that same spot (very heartwarming), am enjoying attending loads of classes (yoga, antenatal, aquanatal...), am enjoying being down to a 4 day week with work and am enjoying looking at other people's children without an ache in my heart (just a glow that it'll be embie one day and the hope that everyone in the IF world gets to this place one day).

I am basically just enjoying doing all the things we never thought we'd be able to do. And am completely in shock that there's only 6 weeks til my due date. All of a sudden, in a whirl of complete summer madness, it's autumn and pregnancy has whizzed by.

Embie, we love you before you're even here. We can most definitely wait 6 weeks to meet you (grow! grow!) but we are looking forward to it enormously. As are so many other people.