what a fraught day! all morning and a chunk of the afternoon at the hospital where they decided that Helen had blood pressure that was too high and a couple of other bits and bobs that suggested that inducing labour is the way forward. That means a pessiary of chemicals that cause the body to go into labour automatically. H will go in tomorrow all being well at 7, i'll have to go home and wait for the call that says green light go go go!
The problem is... it could take up to 3 days and be a little painful, for Helen rather then me!
I took the dog for a walk and had a beer with my dad; he handed the Horton baton over to me. One last beer as just Father and son before I became Dad and he Grandad. He said he was proud. I cried!
I wish my mum could see this happening to us and share in our happiness.
So onwards and up wards........