Once I got to 40 weeks pregnant I got extremely impatient and the days got longer and longer. Therefore, when the weekend arrived I made Mark get me out of the house and we actually had a great time plodding about anticipating what the next couple of weeks would bring. Because I was so determined to have a nice day out we went to Hungerford where you're guaranteed pretty florists to admire, quirky antique shops and cafes.
Who would have thought looking at these pictures that I would go to bed that night with an incredibly dull pain surging through my body and my waters breaking just a couple of hours later!
(Apologies for the unseasonable photos it was Christmas time!)
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