Well I told DD today. First I gave her a photo of my converse with 1977 written under them, hers with 2006 under them then little converse booties with 2014 under them and asked if she could guess what it means. She stared at it for ages, worked out that it was her birth year and mine and our shoes but just did not get what the booties & 2014 meant so I gave her the t-shirt with "I'm going to be a big sister! Nov 2014" on it and asked her again to think about it & she stared at it blankly, totally confused. (She's actually very bright, usually, I swear!!) So then I gave her the Mummy Laid An Egg book - more blank stares. Then a card saying "Congratulations on being a big sister, Nov 2014, you're going to be an awesome big sister blah blah and a scan photo and she finally got it!! 
It took a few minutes for it to sink in then after the initial shock she was over the moon! She was looking at my tummy asking why I'm not fat yet and I showed her I am a little bit but I'll get much bigger and we read the book together and I explained all about what will happen, how if the SPD kicks in I might be on crutches or even in a wheelchair if it's as bad as last time but I'm fine and not to worry, that I might be in & out of hospital if it's like last time and again it's nothing to worry about, then she was asking if I know if it's a boy or girl, she wants a girl, if I know the names (Jack/Jackson for a boy & she'll have to help me choose for a girl) and has already said she is NOT changing any nappies. She was very excited and happy. She's off on holiday with her feckwit father and his fat cow tart girlfriend tomorrow and I won't see her now for nearly 3 weeks 
(god I hate him) and I'm sure she'll come back with lots of questions! Absolutely none of which will come from feckwit and tart trying to glean more information, I'm sure. 
One thing she didn't ask was "who's the father?" 
and as she knows I'm single that may take some explaining once it sinks in!
I've also had a sobbing meltdown this evening. I updated Facebook and made it public (well now DD knows the whole world will know soon enough!) and had a mooch about and saw my cousin who I grew up with and who I asked to be my maid of honour, who I thought a lot of, has a profile I didn't know about. Yep she's linked to all the rest of my family, my mum, my friends from when I took her and them on a holiday to Ayia Napa for my 21st, all expenses paid, but not me? Hmmmm. But hang on... who else is that on her friends list?? MY EX HUSBAND. The guy who beat me up for 12 years, smacked my head into a brick wall, tried to strangle me, soaked a super king size duvet and mattress pad in my blood after one beating, kicked my back when I tried to run away, kicked my stomach and punched me in front of DD, who cheated on me, destroyed my business, left me up to my eyeballs in debt in a broken down unfinished house with a toddler and told social services I tried to throw DD off a cliff I'd never been to (and people wonder why I'm single & doing this alone & do not ever want another man again?? Unless it's a son! ). And she's Facebook friends with him????? Cue major yelling down the phone to my mother about her with a very clear message to be passed to her, a major sobbing meltdown and ending with a pounding headache, significant chest pains and palpitations and me crawling under the duvet with the cat. Can't actually believe that and she can feck right off now. Bitch.
Anyway, good to have a little rant and get it out. Might just eat my body weight in ice cream & chocolate now.
As for symptoms etc, same old, sick if I stop eating, sore boobs, cramps if I sneeze, bunged up nose. 