falsies, falsettos and false labour

So yesterday Ruth took some caster oil and then had what we hoped were labour pains throughout the night. At 3am I encouraged her to sleep. She did and woke up and now feels nothing. Ho hum. I'm off work today and we have a the sweeping appointment tomorrow.

I could describe the waiting game with many words ending with ing, but my favorite is exciting. At least there's going to be a gorgeous baby at the end of the waiting.