To all diffed women worrying about weightgain - please try not to. You pile on the pounds in 9 months but you have the rest of your natural life to lose it (if you want to).
Really, 2.5-3 stone is pretty common, when you get to 4 or 5 stone gain you might be a bit worried, but even then you just tackle it after. My friend (who's a skinny malink) gained 5 stone in her last pregnancy, I met her when the kids were 6 months old and she'd already lost 4 stone (she attended slimming world). Maybe its just cos I was so ill in both of mine at the beginning that when I was eventually able to eat, I stuffed my face like a starving pig (still am, but really need to stop now - maybe after my birthday....) and refused to feel guilty :-)
euro love your appetite for 'beige' foods - i was exactly the same first time round, in fact I literally couldn't stomach anything healthy (or water - was appallingly constipated as a result). In fact I remember having a bit of melon once (it was yummy) and shouting to Mr E, I've had the melon, it's stayed down and this might be a good way of getting fluids in me - he walked towards me and I barfed the lovely melon... At that point I realised that beige foods were the only foods for me :-D
I'd never had the hot stones massage before but it was lovely, will definitely be having it again - and you're right 15 quid was a total bargain, but even her full price of 38 quid for 90 minutes is pretty good.
buzzy so nice that babybee is happy to take the boob (on her terms - which I admire a lot :-D) must make it so much more relaxing - long may you continue to enjoy it:-)
Hamish had horrible temp yesterday and wasn't well at all (spent the night in a nappy only with no sheets and was still 39 degrees. So took him to docs today and he's got a chest infection. My heart sunk, not because a chest infection is that bad, but because I knew it meant antibioitics multiple times a day and so far giving him calpol involves both me and Mr E wrestling him into submission (not pleasant for anyone).
Howevevr, I managed to give him a dose of paracetamol and his antibioitcs on my own today (he still wasn't happy - but at least wasn't ballistic). I don't understand it, DS1 loved calpol (and all its variants) he'd have had it every night if he could just for the taste!
Typical that he's got it now though, I'm a big 42 tomorrow and we were planning on going out for lunch (me and Mr E and Hamish) not sure if he'll make enough progress overnight for that to be a goer - ah well...