I'm nearly 36 weeks now and my iron is a tiny bit low but I've decided not to do anything about it as it means yet another blood test, which I hate, and it's not causing me any significant problems.
Nesting in full force here. I've sorted all our old baby clothes into groups of different sizes, all the smallest ones have been washed, and we bought a wardrobe for the baby today. We have also bought a new car seat that goes from birth to 12 years and can rear face until 4! So I'm really delighted about that. I've put clean covers on the Moses basket (which was a huge ballache) and spent the evening trying to pick baby clothes to take to the hospital. I still haven't done my hospital bag
Feeling excited, but very angry and stressed. I am a horrible nester - I remember last time feeling like some enraged, psychopath ostrich, screeching at anyone who so much as looked in my direction. This time is no exception.