Well, it's nearly 9 pm on the 26th of April, the day I'm due to have my second baby. As I predicted, the day has so far passed without event. The baby has three hours to appear on time and it's looking somewhat unlikely!
I've tried pretty much everything to get things moving but none of it is having any effect. In two pregnancies, I've never experienced braxton hicks at all. I'm fully expecting to have to be induced again, much to my disappointment. I even tried the power of Murphy's law; I booked lunch at a lovely restaurant for today, thinking that if I made plans they'd be bound to go out of the window because I'd go into labour. Unfortunately, I was wrong.