T Minus 20 days (or thereabouts)

Talked to my parents this morning which was really nice. After being stuck on a deserted island for 13 days following a bad storm they finally managed to get to Emerald Bay and civilization so they are able to contact us again via email and skype. I do miss them a lot and talked to them for almost an hour. Unfortunately the hospital does not have internet access so we are not going to be able to set up the laptop & webcam so they can see their grandchild, but we will at least be able to contact them via email. Sounds like my dad has cracked one of his ribs falling against the pulpit of the boat during one of the fierce storm - not sure how much that would hurt but it seems like the bean's absolute favourite hangout spot. He kicks me in the right rib constantly and it really hurts! Not only that but his head sits on my bladder - there is no happy medium anymore. We are already experiencing sleep interuptions with my constant tossing and turning to deal with the nightly leg spasms. Ouch! This is why women go through labour - you get so uncomfortable and fed up you welcome the pain of childbirth just so you can get it over with. Up until yesterday I was still feeling apprehensive about labour - today my attitude is "bring it on". My hospital bag is packed!