Right, I'm now a couple of days off being "allowed" to have this baby. I had another small show today. I am flipping SICK of contractions that stop after a couple of hours maximum. I am so READY for this baby. I can hardly concentrate on anything else in fact. I keep randomly bursting into tears. When I'm not being madly emotional, I am either making baby things or talking about the birth or being snappy with people or similar.
Just *one thing* is making me want this baby to stay put. I've been volunteering for two years now, the whole of that time a family support worker for the same family. This woman has turned her life around with me cheering her on, but she is still very fragile. And there is still no cover for me.
If I was paid, I should have signed off already, when I said I would, at 33 weeks when I went into hospital. I was not at all keen on keeping doing home visits with threatened labour on the cards. I don't think I'm even fit to do my job properly right now - after all, half the time I'm distracted thinking about the baby and some of the rest of the time I'm having contractions! What kind of support worker has to sit down in a shop while her poor mental health patient flaps over her?!
But I'm not paid. And I can't just walk away. And I know that the only person worrying about this, apart from the family I'm supporting, is me.