Oh Majormoo, your boss sounds like a nightmare - I think the women bosses are the worst.
Yes, it is definately SPD (rather than junior going round my insides on a quadbike) - I know as I had it with my first pg, though wasn't expecting to whip round quite so soon. And Gemmity, yes I think this is what will be causing your sciatica-type pain. What a bummer, eh? I will definately try out the osteopath - I haven't used them for me before, but they were brilliant at clearing up DS's sleep/glue ear problem, so I am a fan. It also fits in with my total susceptibility for all things alternative - I never used to believe in the stuff until a reflexologist 'turned' my breech baby by massaging my feet, and a hypnotist sorted me out for giving birth.
So as a result of these experiences, I now believe in santa claus again and am looking forward to the visit of the tooth fairy when the hula hoops inevitably cause all my teeth to fall out this time round 
mmmmchocolate, hello. Didn't you join us a while back? Or maybe another thread...I remember seeing your name and instantly having to go to snack machine for maltesers. Hope all goes well for you.
Talking of chocolate, Gemmity, you might be missing the hula hoops but I'm certainly envious of your belgium trip. A scan AND fab chocolate. Sounds better than the mother-in-law trip I've got coming up. It'll be Peters' Pies and Bernard Matthews wall-to-wall, and she'll be sat in a corner force-feeding my DS with cheapo crappy brand-you-ve-never-heard-of-2-for-1-at-Kwik-Save chocolate, whilst telling me how I'm bringing him up all wrong. Fab.
And in case you're wondering, yes my focus on food is becoming obsessive, I know. Can't help it (she says, munching on sausauge roll)...