squid, yes, love it! Want an excuse to get mine done now!
Loopy, please, please come here and eat all of most of my chocolate! It's haunting me, in the cupboard, I know I shouldn't but I keep eating it and I haven't got the strength to throw it all away
. Your poor friend, it must be awful seeing your babies looking so tiny and vulnerable. Fingers very firmly crossed for her xxx
Cherry, hope you get hold of some Gaviscon!
ZoePlankton, you're not the only one, I reckon my name is pretty obvious from my username. But I sort of like people knowing my name, makes posts feel more personal.
Smorgs, your antenatal class sounds way better and more informative than mine. And I can also recommend unfragranced stuff - I only use Simple on my ladybits - used to suffer from repeated bouts of cystitis and using unperfumed shower gel was one of the things that finally helped to combat it. Well done on your walking!
Smiley, I sympathise about dodging cigarette smoke - I will be in a similar situation next week - spending the week at Centre Parks with DH's parents and brother and sister and their families. Currently looks as if we will be sharing a chalet with MIL and FIL who both smoke, plus SIL and her husband who also both smoke despite having 2 small children, one of whom has respiratory problems (wonder why...
). To say I am not looking forward to the week is a rather big understatement...
Beeble I also have unsatisfactory plumbing, I feel desperate for a wee only to find it's just a trickle. Very annoying.
Fjord, no flaming from me, I think I would feel exactly the same, it sounds like he is being totally crap to be honest. At least with your own child you can have much more say in how he handles things and that should make quite a difference.
London, I've got the Baby Whisperer too, it's one of a massive pile of books I am planning to read during the next few weeks - must drag my arse away from mumsnet and actually start reading them!
DH and I spent yesterday in London - bugger me it was hot! I was Rubbish Pregnant Girl (tm). This was me:
- it's too hot!
- it's too sunny!
- my now thighs which are bigger than they were, and no longer sexy, are rubbing together, I NEED to buy some shorts to wear under this dress NOW
- this bump support is too tight and uncomfortable and makes me feel like I need the loo, I have to take it off NOW
- these shorts which you helped me to find and which are great cos they stop my legs rubbing together, are too tight now we are sitting down in this restaurant, I need to take them off NOW
- cry cry cry, being pregnant is rubbish


If I was DH, I would have distracted me with a cunning "look over there, what's that?" then run off when I wasn't looking, to find himself a girl who didn't spend the entire day moaning.
Apart from me being a moaning nobber, it was a great day, and we say Rhys Darby who is very funny and we got home at 1am which is a pretty rickin' late night for me these days.
Today is operation Put Up With My Mother And Pretend Her Tactless Remarks Don't Actually Offend Me At All. She is going through a rough time and really wants to visit so I am steeling myself to spend the day listening to her, not minding that when she asks me questions, she doesn't actually stop talking for long enough for me to answer, trying not to be over-sensitive to the inevitable comments like "oh, you're put on a bit of weight haven't you" and trying to listen to her advice so that she feels needed. I might need a
or two later (Loopy, don't tell your DH!).