So sorry to hear that Feather, everything's crossed for you and bean.
We are a right bunch of chatter boxes so I can't reply to people specifically, been lurking for a few days.
Re names, Isabel or Sebastian which we picked even before we started ttc! We're not finding out the gender of bean, despite pressure from everyone to find out. We just think it's the biggest and best surprise ever and people have managed perfectly well since the dawn of time without knowing. New born clothes tend to be quite gender neutral anyway and for hand me downs, I don't care too much! I'll have owt for nowt!
I feel like I've had a personality transplant too sometimes. I'm definitely MUCH moodier than normal. I flip out and get really angry at stupid things, usually when I'm hungry or tired, which is ALL the time at the mo! I'm more irritable, with silly things often. But then suddenly I feel amazing, really happy and all sweetness and light. I get really bad PMT so perhaps it's to be expected. Like just now, the phone rang, how fucking annoying!
Lush shower gel is too expensive. There are some real bargains in there if you know what you're looking for though. The soap is excellent value, as are the shampoo bars. And the exfoliators really are second to none.
I look pregnant if I let my gut hang free, I can still do a good impression of a thin person otherwise. still having a nightmare with maternity clothes. Over bump trousers are too big (though you can roll the extra down usually) and I haven't found the right pair of under bump jeans yet. VERY frustrating. I love coming home and whipping my trousers and bra off and slobbing around in pjs and no underwear!
Had a little bit of blood after sex the other day but not worried as it was a pretty vigorous session (at last!) so it was probably just my cervix. 1 week 2 days 1 hour until scan, can't wait! Virtually everyone knows already so there's not many left to tell. DF is being a bit annoying in that he refuses to even discuss the possibility that anything might be wrong or that mcs are still a possibility. He says I'm just being negative and thinking that way makes it more likely. I shouted and swore quite a bit at that! It's annoying that he won't face the reality that things can still go wrong and that we can't talk about it. I'm not dwelling on it at all but it's just the cold hard facts. I suppose we approach these things differently and I'm much more the type to just face the truth head on, no matter how unpalatable. He prefers to bury his head in the sand and talk crap about how dead relatives are watching over us and it'll all be ok. So good job I've got here to vent a bit really!