Wow can't believe you guys are on to naming already. That's rly cool. Love the names
Re birth plans I've not written anything yet but I have a good idea of what my preferences are.
Birthpool as soon as I need it (not just when I want to get in)
Low lighting and calming envt
No vaginal exams offered (might have one or two if I want them)
No pain relief offered - I'll use gas n air if I want it, might get pethadine for the fridge but not that sure I'll use it as all I've heard is that it makes you feel groggy and sleep
Shiatsu
Hypnobirthing
No negativity at all in any for. If mw needs to give us news eg she thinks I'm taking too long she can tell rich/doula and they can tell me
If I say I can't do it don't say you have to, say you are doing it etc
Moving about to be encouraged if I get stuck sitting on my arse (not sure about this one, might just want to be left alone)
Skin to skin ASAP.
Cord cut after it's stopped pulsing
Physiological third stage ie no injection to deliver the placenta as long as I'm not gushing buckets of blood
Keep the placenta - probably going to use it in capsules afterwards
I'm open to transfer if there's a true medical need. Failure to wait is not a reason, foetal distress is. (the two don't always equate)
That's as far as I've got so far. Feels weird writing it down
Before you say anything I know the placenta thing is ridiculously gross and canabalistic. I thought so too up to a few weeks ago. Then i read of the benefits and how you don't have to eat it like a steak as I had imagined (you can dry it and put in pills) and warmed to it. Im aware its gross but I'm just not thinking about it hehe
Had an awful day yday. Rich was just picking on me all day. About every 90mins-2hrs he would do something to rly upset me andid have time to calm down then he'd upset me again.
The worst thing was at the end of the night friend Joe and his twat gf (who thinks that people grow taller by like thinking positive thoughts) decide they're going home to Cardiff. It's 9.30 at night and we live in a village outside bristol. Luckily there was a last train. They refuse a lift as gf wants to walk the 40 mins. We show them map - they won't take a print out as well theyve done the journey 20 times before
They leave and 50 mins later we get a phone call. They had walked for 4 miles down an unlit single track country road which is obviously not the way to the fucking station. So they've missed it.
I go pick them up. While Im getting my keys rich is stood in the door way and I ask him to move and he tells me to fuck off. I get my keys and walk back past him and he pushes me
I go get then gf is bitching about it all when it's her bloody fault. I call rich to get him to see if there's another train. He doesn't pick up and we call 6 times
I get back to find he's been standing outside in the rain waiting for me. Friend from Belgium hadn't let him in and had just watched as phone rang. She helpfully told me it had been ringing when we got in
So obviously no more trains. Or buses. Or if I take them to Bristol the last one is 11.30 and it's too late now
We had sat down to watch tv and I just wanted to watch the end and chill before bed. Gf demands to go to bed right then. So we have to fuck about getting blow up bed ready. Have a row about which room they're staying in. Our spare bedrooms are a tip ATM and full of stuff because of getting the house sorted only spare space was living room
So we set them up there and go to bed. Then I realise i don't want my cats locked in downstairs with that nutjob gf -she's actually paranoid schizo and I don't trust her.
So I want rich to go downstairs to get them as by now I feel like I'm going to lose my mind. Was so upset and tired and just worn out from everything. He refuses and says he cares more about what they think than what I think/want
So I pack a bag and leave. Ripped one of my favourite tops in the process. He doesn't say a word or get out of bed even
I call him before I get the the motorway and he appologises and says he will put me first. I get home and again he refuses to get them. So much for putting me first then
My restless legs start playing up because of a the stress and I can't sit still. Then I had a bath and rich was just picking at me. I just wanted him to leave me alone but he wouldn't leave things. Really felt like I was on the edge. Was trying to keep it quiet but was just weeping and couldn't stop. He just kept picking at me like demanding to know things when I had said I didn't know. Was so upset.
Finally went to sleep about 2 am with the cats in our room. They didn't wake us too much and I felt safer with them with us
Going to have a quiet day today ie just everyone leave me alone. Feel so vulnerable and seems I've no one to turn to. Rich just wants to pick on me it seems. Don't understand why.
I would love a nice cold pint of carlsberg!!!
Just to cheer us up 
Blokes are pricks, if only they could be the ones to be pregnant and understand what it's all like! I've started to pack once, and left Luke several times when I was pregnant with Tegan and have also left and bolted round the corner to my mum's with Tegan. It's bloody hard! 
then grind it up with something else. I'm sure there's a way to do it without machine, something like steam it and dry some how. The thought of the smell tho 