The waiting game

We haven't had much more action since yesterday. Some mild contractions, sometimes pretty regular, but never increasing in intensity. No sign of "the real thing" yet.

I'm glad this is not my first time! This could drive one mad if one hadn't done it before and could distinguish between real and not real.

Very different experience from when we were expecting Daisy. With her, nothing at all happened until the morning of the day she was born. I went straight into real labour, which then progressed steadily until she was born eleven and a half hours later. None if this "will it, will it not" stuff. 

Not that I am in a hurry! I'm still comfortable, and as much as I look forward to meeting this Booba I wouldn't mind a few more days af peace before life as we know it changes again.