We are now what those in the birthing industry call “term” which is a nice way of saying, “your baby can come at any time,” that is to say… we’re now 38 weeks pregnant.

The kid has shifted into a nice position, head pointing down, bum pointing out, and one little foot perpetually jammed into the womb wall creating a bony little lump in Kath’s belly. It’s a ticklish little lump.

So anyway, I’d read that it’s often possible hear the heartbeat with the naked ear if both the baby and your ear are in a good spot. A few nights ago I put this to the test, and after 10 minutes of rubbing my ear over a swollen belly, I was greeted with the unmistakable congo sounds of an infant heartbeat. Unless kath has two hearts, like Doctor Who.

Well, that was cool. Now we play the waiting game… Am busy checking out all sorts of baby carrying options and assisting Kath with her instinctive (?) “nesting” - which involves a whole lot of cleaning and organising and the purchasing of plastic containers. One can never have too many it seems.