And I thought I was going to have a quiet evening, Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha (I could go on). Josef has now finally gone to bed, after several attempts to pull his colostomy bag off (I told you it wasn't as much fun as it sounds) and a bag blow out, so a full change there then. I thought I was going to get off lightly as he had been with Chris all day, who is fab with him and always notices any problems, but I was too optimistic this evening. Felix is in the living room, fast asleep in his chair as he has been for exactly 41 mins and counting.
My bridemaid and her husband are coming tomorrow for a visit, she is pregnant, which I am very excited about ( I am finding that too many pregnancies in close proximity to my life get me far too excited, I thought I would have got over that by now, having had two children of my own, but perhaps it never goes away), and may want to talk about home births. Perhaps I should produce a pack, or write a pamphlet about it to hand out, to promote the joys of home birth, like using your own bath and loo, I think those were my main ones, oh and not having to get in the car when I was in labour, I can't imagine, being in the middle of it all and then having to jump in the peugeot and dash off to the nearest hospital, and then be poked and prodded by a doctor. I can feel the rampant hippy in me rising to the surface again.