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'm done on this subject as I feel it's getting a little too personal now, and even before that was upsetting me. Perhaps we can draw a line?

Instead, can I contribute to the lovely things of pregnancy by sharing this link I have nicked off the Childbirth board. waterbirth pictures. It is amazing. And not very gory for anyone feeling squeamish about birth.

Oh dear, I fear I am one of those proffering only doom and gloom . I don't want to make excuses, but the way I see is that our lives inevitably go through good and bad times, PG is no different and I thought the point was that we share the whole journey? It brings great joy but also invokes a whole lot of other emotions too which wax and wane as you progress.

At the moment, very few people know I am PG, and, therefore, I have few people to talk to about how I feel. I know I've been using you guys to do this to, but I thought you would understand (which I know you do). That doesn't mean that I don't love hearing how excited other people are to watch their bumps moves, plan the birth, buy prams etc. Just I'm not at that stage so can't get involved - I'm just sharing what's happening to me righ now. I've got no bump, not had a scan. I just have the overwhelming horrid feeling, which is obviously colouring the way I post on here. I'm looking forward to getting back to feeling something like normal and then getting excited as more things happen and I can plan more, and I'd like to share that with you all to .

So I'm sorry if I've sounded less than cheery. To all the differs who are having a fab time of it, please do tell us about it - life is all about balance, non?

To end, I am going to give you a list of the things I love about mini O (to show that it's all worth it).

1. I love the way he says 'love you mummy' and 'want a kiss AND a cuddle' for no particular reason.
2. I love the way he gets excited about the smallest things and wants me to share in that excitement.
3. He gives the best cuddles ever.
4. I know that his dad and I are the most precious things in his life and I love that we can be there for him.
5. Hearing him laughing hysterically makes me laugh out loud too - it's utterly contagious.

Medee, the voice of reason. :) Lightening up is required, me especially.

I'll confess something here - one of the things I'd love to be cheerful about is how fab TYF has been (and always has been). He has surpassed even my wildest daydreams about how fab a partner could be to a preggo. I even mention stuff like him being v shy just to balance out the sickening stuff about his wonderfulness, when really, it's not a problem at all for me. But many laydeez here have moans and niggles about their other halves and I feel it'd be insensitive and unhelpful for me to then go on about what a dreamboat I've got. In this sense, I feel the same as the healthy-feeling PESH not wanting to talk about their positive stuff in case it rankles.

But the important factor for me, which is why I've got annoyed at some people for complaining about moaning, is that it feels like asking me and others suffering not to talk about suffering would be the same as me asking people not to say anything about their menfolk being annoying/rubbish because I have no problems with my DP. How unfair would that be?! It would never even enter my head to do so. It doesn't occur to me to want others not to moan about things that don't affect me - it doesn't affect my happiness in those areas, I just want to help them and hope things get better asap. Surely we should all be grateful for the good things going on for us personally and be sympathetic to the things others are going through that we're not?

I've said everything I wanna say and will shurrup now. Just got a phone call from blessed St. TYF, cos they're all being sent home early due to the snow - HUZZAH! Would it be wrong to moan about how he'll want to play on the PS3 for hours now?

(Other voices of reason have posted too if only I could ever remember to refresh! Big MWAHS all round)

On transport Medee, yes, you have to ask to reliably get a seat. I don't think most people even realise there are priority seats. I have a mixed record on the overland, sometimes I get offered a seat, sometimes not. I always take my coat off (I'm usually too hot anyway) and find somewhere to lean. I don't have a massively long commute so don't mind too much if I can't sit, which is why I don't ask, but I do like to maximise my chances of being offered one.

Medee your post was lovely but I'm afraid I had a litle chortle when you mentioned your posh, cream John Lewis rug. Just wondering how long it will stay posh and cream once the toddling years kick in?

Is there any colour of carpet that's actually baby proof? We're getting new carpet soon and it will probably be pale as it will suit the flat. But I'm going to get the most manmade, stain resistant treated, pour neat bleach on it option there is. What with baby, cats, and my love of occasionally throwing cups of tea over the place it'll need to be tough.

Muse - no! The best advice I was given is not to replace carpets until baby is a couple of years old . I soon realised why when changing nappies in the early days reulted in projectile poo screeching across the room and landing on the nice pure white John Lewis duvet cover, cot sides and carpet. That happened on more than one occasion... Truthfully though, a darkish beige is what we have in most of our rooms and we seem to be doing ok wth a little help from Vanish carpet cleaner every now and again.

Not replacing carpets is not an option. We need to up the soundproofing to avoid the downstairs neighbours going postal on us. And if we plan to sell the flat sometime next year it needs to look smarter than it does just now.

Good old Vanish though, I shall stock up.

No fair enough. We replaced ours too as they were horribly manky when we moved in. I have to say it's the mostly the cats now that make the mess and require the Vanish treatment. They like to be sick in comfort, upstairs on the carpets rather than on the wooden floors downstairs which would be far easier to clean!

Why do cats do that? We have a kitchen/living room. The small kitchen part has lino, then the living room bit is carpeted. The cats will stand on the lino and throw up on the carpet. Little furry bastards.

Mine do it too. Shitbags. One of mine even vommed on the telly.

And they love to sleep on the babies clean things too.

I'm going to invest in a vax

They're not daft!!

Loving the idea that a cat can vom on a telly. Of all the places to do it! It reminds me of a funny story my friend told me recently actually. She's potty training her 2 year daughter. Said DD disappeared in the hallway for a few mins until friend went to find her. She looked a bit sneaky but friend couldn't work out why. A little later her DH went to put his work shoes on, was just about to put his foot in and found a nicely prepared poo in one of them. Now how's that for accuracy!! I have to say it made me laugh until I cried - his face was priceless and I can just picture the conversation that followed.

Hey, I know we've drawn a line but I'd like to apologise if I've been banging on about the gallstones a bit too much. Its thrown me for a loop a bit and I've been feeling quite scared about it so have prob been rather negative. Partly because I feel a bit jypped, I bloody love my food and I was so looking forward to enjoying being able to stuff my face with impunity, esp at xmas and it feels a bit of a blow not to be able too. But I am getting used to the idea now and there ARE plus sides in that I'll be really healthy so I will rein it in on the negative vibes (maaaann!) and focus on the positive stuff. I would be very VERY sad if people who are having a fab time stopped posting as I really want and need to hear that stuff!

Had a REALLY good chat with my midwife yesterday, she sounds very nice and also very experienced so I am really looking forward to meeting her in a few weeks time and feel very reassured that she will support me through any other curve balls (as I am sure there will be many!)

Everyone in work is being so lovely to me, being sympathetic and making sure I have loads of healthy snacks. Its very sweet. And lots of them have said they are very sad I am leaving at the end of Dec. I think I might go on Friday after all, I don't have to work that day so I wont be knackered and I am quite looking forward to wearing a dress I rediscovered. I tried it on a few months ago and it didn't look too good but now I have a little bump it suits me much better. How good is that! So going to keep an eye on the weather and make a call last minute.

Listening to Chris Evans buzz of his little boy this morning gave me a proper flashforward tummy excited butterflies and put a hug smile on my face

lozzer polly and orchid lovely lovely lists there and big up ladygee for the reality check.

hehe @ orchid poo shoe story. Brilliant.

Also getting excited about the rearranging our house is going to need. In a way I am glad I won't be working full time after xmas as I will still be able to do some of the decorating myself (no ladders tho TB is very insistent) We need to do the hall and stairs with wipable paint, sort out an alternative office space for me downstairs as my home office will be the nursery. Its lovely working in there at the mo, as I look about and visualise what its going to look like in 7 months time (although slightly daunted by the mammoth clear out I need to have!)

And MIl has started knitting cardies already, bless her! :D

(you do realise you have collectively opened flood gate of fluffyness that will prob have you all voming worse than MS, dont you?)

I really don't think you should be apologising rocket. Gallstones are absolute misery.

I am chortling at poo in shoe story. That's fabulous.

Nah I've been boring myself to be honest, its not the most fun I've ever had but dwelling on the downside isn't gonna help, needed a good HTFU :o

Re cat mess: luckily ours does the bizniz outside but did I ever mention the time he re-enacted the closing scenes of Dogma in what will be the babys room. Messy. That carpet was never the same and is long gone.

Ah, so you decided to go to the do, Rocket? So, is everyone else going to their work Christmas do's (apart from those who don't have dos to go to)?

I have mine in a couple of weeks but noone knows yet so going to have to try and hide it. Would be frowned upon not to go as "Having fun" is part of our work philosophy. I have a dress that should be fine - wore it last Christmas but is a bit empire liney anyway as waist expanding already. I am actually wearing my maternity jeans from last time today (Topshop bootcut for anyome interested). My normal jeans still do up but feel like they are cutting me in two!

The baps are in a bigger cup size too! And certainly can't jump up and down braless. Tried in my PJ's this morning. Ouch.

Not sure, lady I had written it off but think it would be a shame not to go in way. And I've paid for it so am just going to see how I feel on Friday and decide then. If I feel like dressing up and the drive then I'll go, I'm all about playing things by ear at the mo.

Love the idea of enforced corporate 'fun' actually this place is quite good for genuine fun, there are few mad caps that get everyone to join in, and they will all do dressie up at the slight excuse. My leaving do is going to be on 'Xmas jumper day', started last year they all buy a cheap jumper and then customise it with a xmas theme, nutters.

No more heroics with the jumping braless, that's just silly behaviour :o

My Mum's perennial advice on motherhood has always been 'don't get anything cream'

LadyGG, that was a lovely post :) So sorry about your Dad; certainly puts all our minor moans into perspective.

Am howling with laughter at the poo-shoe story, Orchid ]grin]

Rocket, don't apologise over gallstones chat. There might be many things that don't really require a moan but serious complaints aren't one of them.

Well, TYF came home and we went off to Tesco together (oh, the unending glamour!). It was rather magical in the gently snowing twilight. Then we emerged from shopping into a full-on blizzard! We laughed all the way home, kissing as our faces were covered in snow, doing stupid footprints to baffle other people who might see them; me walking with feet in a completely horizontal line, me walking right behind him and us both taking big strides so it looked like one person with incredibly odd-sized feet had been there, imagining taking our future kids out on sleds, etc. It was fantastic

Apart from feeling rough, I am actually in that wonderful bubble too yeh knows; all other problems fade in comparison to the loveliness of knowing you're baking a gorgeous little baby. Whenever I feel v bad, I always tell myself 'eyes on the prize'. I've never resented the baby once when in pain and I spend whole lazy swathes of time just dreamily stroking my bump and thinking about being a little family. Even imagining the future screaming and pooing (and that's just me, hurhur) seems lovely

I love that me being pg makes so many other people happy too. Hearing my Gran say her life was complete now was one of the best things ever. Feel embarrassed by how much attention you get when you're a differd, but as people keep telling me, 'enjoy it now because once the baby gets here, you'll be invisible'

Aw, that sounds like a lovely walk back.

Hooray, it is 5.30pm and I can officially stop working. Not that I have been overstretching myself today. But the rest of the week is going to be manic and I may need to do some weekend work, so it will all balance out.

I am now going to wash up and then create a delicious cottage pie from the Sunday roast leftovers. What could be nicer on a snowy day?

I am going to have sausages and new potato mini-wedges. Needles told me that pork is cooling for acid reflux, which I naturally translated as 'stuff your face with delicious bangers at every opportunity'

Muse, when do you stop working? I feel knackered just reading about your weekend work, poor chap.

My last day is 11 February, but going down to a 4 day week before that. Weekend working honestly won't be bad. It'll involve me sitting at the computer, listening to Elaine Page on Sunday, and randomly hitting buttons on a computer trying to break a programme. Very little thought involved.

I have been so quiet at work for so long that I'm actually looking forward to being busy for a while. I was starting to get bored out of my mind.

Babyshower on the telly. They think they conceived when on holiday in Jamaica, so are having a Jamaican feast. Classy.

Medee your post was lovely but I'm afraid I had a litle chortle when you mentioned your posh, cream John Lewis rug. Just wondering how long it will stay posh and cream once the toddling years kick in?

Hey, ladyGG that was kinda my point - I actually don't really care anymore, cos it will be fun (remind of that when I am in here complaining about the poo/ crayon) - normally I am paranoid about red wine/ hot chocolate spillages.