Not in labour, I just feel a bit guilty about popping in here every ten minutes to talk your ears off. :p
Was feeling too icky to cook dinner last night, so our flatmate kindly did it for me. Woot. :) I sewed up my PP pads yesterday - they still need press-studs sewn onto the wings, but other than that they're done. So that's one less thing to niggle at the back of my mind.
Today I should really, really, REALLY finish DD's dress. Poor kid is in desperate need of winter clothes - DH keeps trying to dress her in a top and tights, because she only has one pair of trousers and keeps running out of dresses. I'm thinking maybe I should invite Mum over today or tomorrow to have a big sewing-fest; we should be able to finish the dress and bang out a pair of trousers and a skirt, and maybe a pinafore from a simple pattern I have. I'm tempted just to go to the Evil Big Box Store and get some nasty made-in-China stuff, but luckily we can't afford it. :p Unfortunately DD gets a bit picky about clothes, bought or homemade; it's always a tossup whether or not she'll like them, and if she doesn't it's a constant struggle to make her wear them. I donated a perfectly nice peasant top I made her to the op shop the other day, because she wore it all of twice and only under duress. Don't know why she hated it so much, it had flowers on it and everything...
Ice cream party is tonight! Our churning canister failed to refreeze in time last night, so I'll only have two batches of ice cream instead of three... grrr. I decided to change the theme to Generic Dessert Party instead, and will make some profiteroles and/or butterscotch chiffon mousse to supplement the ice cream. Luckily for DH's appetite, I don't seem to have any signs of incipient labour; did have a few more BHs than usual last night, though. Once Sunday rolls around I think I might get a wee bit more aggressive with walks and maybe some internally-applied EPO. But I'm trying not to think about the "What if I hit 42 weeks?" thing - no sense worrying about that just yet, right? I'm only 40+2, which is perfectly respectable, innit.