Some things just *feel* ridiculous...

So yesterday I was having pains pretty much all day.
My back ached, I felt sick - I started to wonder if the little lady was coming.
I phoned my husband tearfully at about 4.30 to ask him to come home from his meeting. I was a bag of cats.
I was not a nice person.
I did however insist on continuing to clean my house - which kind of made the back ache worse.

By evening I was being told to rest and see what happened so I took to my trusty birthing ball (great for back ache) and started watching my sister's Sex and the City box set.

There is something just so completely wrong about an eight and half month pregnant woman bouncing on a birthing ball watching sexually graphic content in the form of light entertainment.

I was also acutely aware that the baby can now hear just about everything that goes on outside the womb - have I corrupted her already?