and finished them a few hours ago - I’m really pleased with them as I had no idea if they’d turn out ok. 

I’m now making a sleeve to finish a raglan sweater I started about a year or so ago for a 12m old, and will hopefully be ok for this baby next winter (it’s blue, so no problem with the colour) and then I’m going to knit a very, very simple cardigan with some wool DH is buying for me today which shouldn’t take too long - it really is very simple.  All in garter stitch, and all in one piece with no collar.  Hopefully I’ll be able to have it made by the time the baby comes and I’m planning on starting something for Flopsy or Mopsy - something nice and complicated for them to wear next winter.  I expect it won’t be finished until baby number 3 is the right age for it, but ho hum!  It’s the process that counts (so I keep telling myself!) and I’m really enjoying having something to be doing that’s practical and creative to keep my mind off the fact that I’m about to be letting go of what could well be my last baby.  I don’t really want this one to be born as I don’t want to share it with anyone - is that selfish?  With Flopsy and Mopsy I moaned and whined my way through my last few weeks - back ache, indigestion, inability to eat anything I wanted, not sleeping etc. etc.  but then both times we were expecting to have more.  This time we think it might be the last baby we have, which makes me want to hang onto this pregnancy as long as possible and is making me far, far more tolerant of the unpleasant bits of late pregnancy that I was with either of the girls.  I’ve actually cried a couple of times at the thought of this pregnancy ending - no more feeling those lovely kicks and tumbles in my tummy.  That’s something I’ve always felt sad at losing, but the idea it might be the last time I feel it makes me feel especially sad.  Oh well, nothing I can do to stop it happening, and there are so many wonderful things to come once it’s born - cuddling a tiny little being again, seeing the girls’ reaction to him/her, seeing his/her reaction to the girls.