Monday, 24 September 2001
Well, this is the last time I write before I am no longer a single woman. Next time I manage to find the time to write I will be a mum!

I still can't believe it and am feeling so sick with nerves. I am going into hospital tomorrow between 4 and 5 pm to be induced. Providing there are no complications I should have my baby by the night of Wednesday 26 September 2001. Auntie Anne (birthing partner) is on her way.

I still can't get my head around the whole thing.....
Sunday, 16 September 2001
I am officially late now and the phone calls have started already.

I now have a horrible feeling that I am going to have to be induced but for some strange reason I feel more relaxed now that the due date has passed.

I went to Helen's wedding yesterday but went to the wrong bloody church! I ended up running like a mad person through town, that didn't start off the labour. I was even dancing at the wedding reception and that didn't get things moving, where is this baby??!!
Tuesday, 11 September 2001
Something dreadful happened today in New York. Two planes crashed into the World Trade Centres, I watched the whole thing on Sky News/CBS/BBC News 24, I was glued to the set.

I'd been cleaning the bathroom upstairs (think this is what they call "nesting" because it is not in my nature to be tidy!) when mum phoned from work and said that she'd heard something about a bomb going off in New York and to put on the news. I'd thought I'd heard something briefly about New York on the radio while I was cleaning but had dismissed it as I thought they were talking about a film. When I turned on the tv I couldn't believe what I was seeing and because it was live I watched as the second plane hit the other tower. I watched as people jumped from the trade centres and then as the towers fell people running from the rubble and ash that filled the air. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. I have never seen anything like that in my life. There were further planes involved, all those people who have lost their lives. It was thought that the first plane might have been a freak accident but now it's transpiring that it's a terrorist attack. What the hell's going on, what kind of world am I bringing my child into??


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Imagine Carrie from Sex and the City morphed with Bridget Jones and a baby thrown in for added entertainment – that’s me, the ever optimistic romantic looking for my Mr Big but already with child! Read my blog from the beginning where I find out I am pregnant following a brief fling with my much older male colleague and fast forward to where I am now, stressed out working mum to my beautiful 10 year old daughter wondering if love really does in fact exist at first sight.
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