I wandered lonely as a PESH

[Muser]

That floats on high o'er vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd
Of cackling, quaffing, ne-er-do-wells

Pull up a seat, grap a glass of vino and a piece of sushi, it's Delitime again.

BESH BAYBEES
dontrythisathome, girl born March 25.
Cheggers, twinz girlz, born April.
FannyPriceless, boy, born June 8.
CurlyCasper, girl, born June 24.
CUNextTuesday, boy, born June 29.
AlpinePony, boy, born 1 July.
Carrots, boy, born July.
IggyPiggy, girl, born July.
Cosmosis, boy, born Sept 5.
Backinthebox, boy, born Sept 7.
Skatergrrrl, girl, born Sept 10.
VAG, boy, born Oct 2.
Silversky, boy, born Nov 1
SomethingSuitablyWitty, awaiting update

UPDIFFED
Honeymoo, 3 wees a night, due October 31 (boy)
okiecokie, self-confessed control freak, due November 6
SomethingSuitablyWitty, benelux babe, due November 14
ReginaMonologue, knows when all the sales are, due November 20 (boy)
maswera, jungle hottie, due December 11
PollyPoo, wants to name her baybee after the dog, The New Messiah is due December 25
MrsFC, joining whether she wants to or not, due 22 Jan
ChoChoSan, "and Lo! The lord did resurrect her petrified womb", due 31 Jan
CluckyKate, hatching an egg, due February 2
Perfect Dromedary, defied medical science, due February 24
Muser, will she ever stop puking?, due February 27
Ginhag, reckless cake-carrier, due 28th Feb
Medee, finally over the Haribo craving, due March 12
Casserole, completely out of witty things to add, due April 8
Scorpette, now carrying a RL baby in addition to Clothilda and the squid, due 21 May.
Laurielou, the unmarried hussy with the "surprise" diff, due 31 May (ish)
Rocketleaf, no longer jealous of morning sickness, due 1 June.
Twinkle Toes, supergluing her fanjo shut, due 23 June.

I am resigned to having a very dull xmas dinner, although google has just told me that smoked salmon is ok as is sushi as the fish has to be frozen before using which kills any parasites and smoking does this too! whoop whoop!

So I am on a mission to devise low fat xmas treats, smoked salmon blinis, chocolate covered strawberries, ummm, smoked salmon blinis?

Turkey itself is low-fat. Cranberry sauce too. Could have boiled potatoes? Erm...

Yeah I know, my nana used to do duchess potatoes, mashed up with butter and nutmeg etc and then piped into little swirls and baked. They are yummy so might make some of them. It'll be fine. Its only one year.

pocket ditch the Xmas do I reckon. Nothing more annoying than seeing collegues get drunk in my book...

I hope all boiler issues are fixed. Never keep a woman from hot water for longer than 24 hours.

yeah, forget the do, Salad. I'm going to mine, but it is only in town and I am going to leave after the meal. I couldn't be arsed with a 2 hour round trip.

Rochia. Gross. Gonna show the FC....

He read it, flinched away from my iPad, and said plaintively,

'why has something so gross got such a pretty name?'

I will not be staying long at mine. It's in the local pub. I'm not sure if there will be food. If there's no food, I am not interested.

Ah, Lochia. I think I now have my girl's name sorted...

It's a shame you're not having twins. Lochia and Chlamydia would be just lovely.

Mmmmm, dreamy! I used to be in a dance company with someone called Candida. It never stopped being amusing.

I too am in blissful ignorance re lochia. And there I shall stay. I do sometimes pick up the pregnancy book that Mr Loz lovingly ordered within 5 mins of my +ve test. However, I keep pulling faces at, well most things in there really. Mr Loz told me I have 1 more chance then he's banning me from reading it

Rocket I do have a bump. None of it diff related, its purely my fat store, filled with salty crisps & bread. My norks are still tender though - even the water from the shower felt like little needles last night. Odd.

I think I've turned a nausea corner and am starting to feel much better. I mean, I still have a lump in my throat that I wish would either go up or down, but when I think back to earlier days of diffment I'm much, much better. I'm still holding out hope of blooming. Its coming. Oh yes, very soon............

My mum never ceases to amaze me. From the age of 16 she has always made it clear that whilst she would help if I ever had kids she would not look after them full time. She's done her stint with me & siblings. I've totally understood & agreed. So, she'd already decided to retire next year, but hasn't told work yet. When she told her boss I was diffed she said "I suppose you'll be leaving then?" I took this opportunity to reassure mum that I would not be looking to land babyloz on her. Then she said she'd look after baby for 2 days a week, it would save us shed loads of cash etc. Again I said very kind, but it wasn't my plan. Then she quietly said "But we want to....." I could've cried. When she says "we" I'm not sure dad is party to this plan just yet . Also its not going to be an issue for about 18 months. My parents aren't that bad

Anyhoo, Polly how's things with you this morning? I've been thinking of you.

At the risk of sounding like my Nana, make sure you dress up before venturing outside today - tis bollocking freezing!

Lozza I'm with you on not reading too much. For some reason I am more freaked out by things this time than with Mini O. I have stopped doing any sort of reading and am just getting by ignorantly .

Glad you've turned a corner re the nausea. I returned to work yesterday which I knew would be hard, but my god did I suffer last night. Mr O was out watching the football, but did bath and sort Mini O first. All I had to do was put him to bed. I crawled into bed myself at 8.15pm and there I stayed!!! I've know now that the more tired I get, the worse the sickness is, so hence yesterday was a sick fest day - urgh! Am working from home today so am hoping to fare better. I can't wait for this to end, roll on that 2nd trimester when I want to scoff everything in sight .

Pol hugs to you, you sound like you deserve a bit of TLC my lovely. Hope things are a little easier for you soon.

Glad you're feeling better, Lozza - hope this really is a corner turned :) I too can't be bothered to read much; I bought a few books excitedly but then felt like I couldn't handle information overload. Is not like me to not research everything in punishing detail, but hey ho.

Orchid, I've just entered the ravenous hunger stage and am hating it. Didn't lose any weight in 1st trimester, even though was v sick and nauseous and was already overweight when I got pg and really don't want to pile on stone after stone. Also, I am already bored out of my mind with having to eat all the time. I actually probably should just pig out and get humungous, because I'll never want to eat again once the baby arrives. Who could imagine that eating could be a tiresome chore?! My prob, really, is having allergies. The food/ingredients I can have are more expensive than normal and I have to spend ages cooking everything from scratch and I have to go to special shops and several supermarkets every week just to be able to get everything I need, so it's just so costly and time-consuming and I'm skint and massively fatigued and it's all such a bag of arse.

Taking of food, TYF has suddenly gone on an 'EAT MORE VEG' crusade now he knows I don't feel that sick any more. I've taken to calling him Gillian McKeith and have told him that if he nags too much, I'll leave him a turd in a tupperware in his rucksack to analyse at work
Boss: 'What have you got for lunch, TYF? ... JESUS CHRIST, you sick freak!'

MrM blood saga update - we're back at the blood transfusion place being the only way to get his blood type, so now I am just to get the Anti-D injections. Not exactly a result, but the best outcome in the situation.

That is ridiculous.

Ummm... I'm going to go a bit out on a limb here and risk all you lovely PESHes being cross with me, but I'm going to have to say something...

Reading back through the threads - it seems like this has become a bit of a moaning forum. And I'm most definitely including me in that. My hips, my heartburn, my lack of sleep. This pregnancy thing is certainly not a barrel of laughs, but I don't think moaning about it is making any of us feel any better.

We've come through the B and made it to the P - lets try & talk about the joy and wonder we all feel. I'm going to try & be more like PollyannaDrom, so what if I gain a bit of weight or lose a bit of sleep, soon I'm going to have an actual WHOLE NEW PERSON to get to know. Fuck me - that's amazing. Lets celebrate that & try & moan a bit less?

Hey, I may have wicked hip pain today, but it means I'm working from home rather than slipping on the (very pretty) snow.

SNOW! I love snow. And sitting on my gym ball and bouncing makes Bob bounce, which is hilarious. BOUNCE BABY!

It would be nice to be a bit celebratory occasionally. To be honest, I've been posting less and less because I feel like I'm here under false pretences - I have loved every step of this pregnancy, even the constipation/exhaustion/nausea/lack of booze-ups, just because I wanted it sooooooooo much and it all feels like a miracle. So I don't really ever have much to say about the downsides.

Don't get me wrong, I'm very aware that I've got off lightly with all the pregnancy nastinesses. I wouldn't ever want people not to talk about how they're feeling, but it would be lovely to balance things out a bit with some proper jubilant stuff.

Yeah, I've not been around much either cos it all felt a bit too "my suffering is worse than yours" type thing and I have just needed to not be around that. Good call Mrs . Plus I am spending far too much time already chatting on here and in t'other place! Must. Remember. Life. Outside. Internet.

Moosical I'm glad you get to WFH today. I remember those days being such a godsend.

Drom after the initial disgustingness I am enjoying this pregnancy much more more than the last, so you're not alone!

I think it's the nature of things sometimes though. Generally we want to vent about rubbish stuff, but get that British thing of not mentioning all the good things for fear of being slushy. Doesn't mean there aren't good things of course, but they tend to attract fewer responses. Problems posted mean extending sympathy and offering advice. So they can make the thread look more negative than it really is.

Personally, I am feeling very happy at the moment too. My sickness has retreated a lot, I just tend not to say that as whenever I do say "it's gone" I get sick the next day. So I am keeping schtum. And I have been showing off ma bump to all and sundry.

Although poor polpot with her crutches and draggy leg can moan as much as she jolly well likes as far as I'm concerned. I am sleeping with my legs clamped firmly shut now (I know, I know, 5 months too late ) to try and avert the dreaded SPD and I can only imagine the weariness that each day must bring.

There was a great thread I think Heads linked to a while back about lovely things in pregnancy. Made me feel all warm that thread.

Can I say SNOW! some more? I love snow. Oh but that was thunder. Weird.

OK, MrsFC I shall go first........

I love the fact I can eat crips & bread & no-one tutts, they all just smile indulgently at me;

I love being the centre of attention, with everyone fussing & family & friends being so genuinely pleased for us;

I love that although its prolly wind I'm starting to feel funny "excited tummy" & am wondering if Chuck is doing gymnastics;

I loved being sober at a retirement party last Friday & watching everyone making total knobs of themselves. They are all being uber friendly this week in case I out their fuck-witedness;

I love the fact Mr Loz is fabtabulous. On the back of our thread I asked if he was feeling pushed out or left out of everything seeing as all diff related stuff is happening to me. He told me I was daft & that he felt totally involved;

I love the fact that Mr Loz, who is usually quite level headed, is like a bottle of pop about BabyLoz;

I love the fact that its white outside, its December tomorrow, I love Christmas at the best of times, but this year will be extra special as the last one just the 2 of us;

I love my mum for the very conversation mentioned in my last post;

I love seeing my Nana smile again after my grandad died, each time she asks questions about her first great-grandchild;

I love the black jersey maternity dress I bought last week, wore out on Sat to rave reviews & it will stretch with me so I can wear it lots more;

I love being able to blackmail Mr Loz into giving me a nightly foot rub;

I love rubbing my belly & imagine Chuck squirming around thinking "ooh, that's nice";

Its not a bad old life really, is it?

OK, so I took so bloody long to post I was far from first to comment. Hey ho.