This morning we got the phone call that we've been expecting for a while, the one to tell us that S's Grandma died at 2 o'clock this morning. She never really rallied after the op to repair her broken hip and it seems that she had been going downhill for a while before that. Her appetite has been small for a while and getting her to eat anything at all has been increasingly difficult. I guess on some level she had decided enough was enough. She was 89 and had watched 4 children and 8 grandchildren grow and produce 7 great-grandchildren. While I am sad that she won't meet our child maybe her work was done. She has been frail for a long time, she wasn't able to make it to our wedding and her quality of life wasn't great. So Dolly, thanks for loving S and me and welcoming me into your family - you'll be missed.
As for the other end of life things are quiet today. Yesterday I woke at 6 to strong contractions and these continued at fairly regular intervals until about 11.30 before tailing off. By bed time I was getting maybe one contraction an hour. The contractions did manage to dislodge my mucus plug so hopefully there will be some more action soon. I have a monitoring appointment at the hospital today at 11 so we'll see what they say.