The PESH Deli serving gin cocktails, blue cheese and softly cooked egg sarnies

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Welcoming all BESH PESH "grads". Full bar service. Today serving:

Softly scrambled eggs with a side order of prawns, moules mariniere, pate on toast, swordfish and tuna bake with a full cheese board of stilton and unpasturised brie.

that's the way ski

I scoffed packed lunch, including some healthy bits, then went off and sought out a pasty and Fanta.

Btw, when I saw the midwife on Tuesday she gave me a mini-lecture on eating whilst pregnant. E.g., just because you wake at 3am doesn't mean you have toast, why not try some cucumber?

Naturally I said "oh what a good idea", but inside I was screaming "fucky fucky fucky offeee" which was the correct response, non?

Cucumber? Honestly, are they trying to make us sick?

Guess what? I just got an email to say that a piece I wrote is going to be published in Guardian Family tomorrow!!!

Feeling really sick. Have been sick several times today. MrP is out on the wild and windy moors for a night exercise and won't be back until tomorrow night. Bleurk. Nanny arrives tomorrow morning for the first time. The house is a complete tip. Should I bother doing anything about it?

nice one pony! Have some journo envy !

No need to be, curly. It's only a reader contribution.

nonetheless, you are getting published in a national and should be chuffed.

Fuck my belly itches. and tonight I have nice sharp fanjo pains. really, is this what my pregnancy has to offer? Annoying discomforts?

Thanks for the slap. Here, have some oysters and vodka.

aw thanks poneeee nom nom nom

poneez congrats! Sorry you're feeling so poo.

I've yet to up-chuck and mostly I'm ok, but some days I'm feeling bad and from time to time I feel really sick - feel that throwing up would help but I haven't so I don't know.

Sooooo tired. Went to YOB's friend's 50th bday party on Friday night in Leicestershire. Took about 3 hours to get there (Fri night on thr M1), I'd not eaten like a numpty and food only provided at 9pm. It was then crappy sausage, burgers, chicken n stuff which I won't eat anyway, horrible bread, a very dodgy looking quiche with brie on top, some rather nice (surprisingly) jacket pots and a bowl of lettuce and tommys. I wasn't going to eat the meat and decided that on balance the rest of the food looked so bad that the quiche was a risk, so I had a jacket and salad. I then fell asleep at 10.30 (yes I made it that long), but I'd left the party room (it was in a hotel) as I felt unwell, and sat on a seat in the lobby and just passed out (in a sleep way, not melodramatic faint way!). Unfortunately I'd neglected to tell anyone where I was going (as intended just to get 5 mins of air) and I woke up to find 4 people running around looking for me including 50th friend's wife, all VV worried . Had been searching for 1/2 hour but I was tucked into the corner and they hadn't spotted me .

YOB drove home and we got back at about 1.30 - that was Fri night and I'm still recovering. Utterly knackered. Then YOB's mother was taken ill yesterday so I got YOB to drag her to the out of hours docs while I came home with the job of looking after her dog if she was kept in. Fortunately she was ok and is now home (will be nipping round to check on her shortly) and I got to crash in front of telly and watch Star Wars (hurrah). Still fell asleep later at 8.30 and didn't get out of bed till nearly 10am.

My normal jeans are feeling really tight but I know it's not my ute as a) it's too early and b) despite some careful poking this morning it's clearly still tucked in behind my pelvic bone (as it should be at 6 weeks of course). So I googled it and yes - the google consensus is - it's stored up farts. Great.

We went into MC yesterday to look at maternity jeans and the only ones they had were under-bump monstrosities which you presumably wear a cropped top with and show off your belly ring. I'm tempted to wear just that with my size 16 figure, when I actually have a bump rather than farts, and draw a smiley face on my belly saying "honk if you think I'm sexy".

V slight note of pink on bog roll yesterday. Nothing since and no pain/cramps so am determinedly ignoring it. Haven't mentioned it to YOB. Sure all is fine though.

I had duck liver pate yesterday and I am Still Alive. Moreover I really really enjoyed it.

good on you cunty!I had baked camembert last weekend and it was great

sounds like an adventurous weekend rots!

I am still soooooooo itchy! my belly must be having a massive blood rush cause it's driving me insane. I feel nine months of tummy scratching coming on. Must find work trousers as soft and comfy as my lovely cotton drawstring jammies . Left boob hurts ; even more so when SFF tried to have a grope yesterday - was NOT impressed...

HOooonnnks at carrots.

We went in to town yesterday and I looked at some maternity gear - jeans sufficiently over the bump in a Simon-Cowell-esque fashion although until I can no longer manage I'm not going to indulge. I might send mother and her magic cheque book off to isabella olivier though. Over here we use "baby bands" which are basically like a tube you put around your tum extending the life of your normal clothes and giving support. I am a little at the personalised ones that say things like "Jailbait did it". What? Congrats for getting it up 'er fella? more bitching to follow in the other place...

Cunty the caaaah told me about her gorgeous lunch not long after I threw up in mcdonalds. Bitch. She slagged me for not being classy but I'll have you know I was in a rural Dutch McDonalds which has been kitted out like the one in NYC's Chelsea village - it's a prototype mcds furniture and actually it was very nice and I'd be quite happy to have those chairs in my house.

I'm feeling most OK, nauseous obviously and getting out of breath walking the dogs uphill. I'm very happy though that I've not put on any weight so far.

I am in favour of daytime naps.

That is all I have to say today. Feel really quite sicky

Cheers ski . What, with you and YOB I feel really sliiinky . Sorry you ended up throwing up. I've felt today like I may feel better if I do (I know I've mentioned this before) but still haven't.

cassie Your itchyness sounds absolutely awful. Is it some kind of immune system reaction assoc with the RA??? What's the doc say?

iggy Given slight bleed last night (nothing since) and VVV slight cramping this pm (really almost nothing - I prob wouldn't have noticed if it wasn't for the bleed) the constant nausea today was reassuring. So I'm with you there.

Well my ex's baby is due any day now. More in other place.

rots above nips = skin infection. Now on second course of anti-b

nips and below = non-rashy itch. Mucho googling tells me its quite normal in pg and is hormonal/rush of blood to womble region-related.

In many cases this is just first trimester thing. (can also get third trimester stretch mark itches). In some cases it goes on till up top a month after giving birth. would not be fun

Think doc is sick of me, but if it persists I'll be whinging when I eventually get to see a midwife.

Tough if doc is sick of you. That's what they're there for. They may have a suggestion so I would hassle 'em some more. Says me, who collapsed unconscious with lack of oxygen in A&E as had bronchitus for several days with refusal to do anything about it and constant insistance that "I'm fine". Turns out I wasn't, and lesson has been slightly learned, but I still hate going to the docs. But more because I have fear of being told I'm actually ok and being a wimp than fear of bothering them.

Comes from bad experience with VV mean doc about 10 years ago. I went in with bad thigh pain that I'd had for about 3 weeks. He said, "what do you think it is" which I thought was unreasonable given that he was the doctor. I made some shy noises about being on the pill, and they say to check those things out. He said in a really nasty way that if it was a clot I'd be dead by now. He then offered me painkillers but I said that it was ok, I didn't need any. He told me that there was no virtue in pain. Actually, written down that doesn't sound so bad but I was incredibly embarassed and walked out sobbing, which I don't normally do for anything!

Morning lovely PESHes - are you all feeling tres mis?

I fell again at 9pm last night - not amused as I'd slept during the day to try and avoid this, I slept right the way through until 7. It's truly pathetic!

Feel sick.

Moan. Moan. More moaning.

I trust you all feel like arseholes on toast?

an itchy arsehole on toast (ouch!)
Yes, despite majority of afternoon on sofa I fell at 9.30pm. Just one scratchy awakening than flat out till alarm clock battle at 6am. I actually woke up and thought WTF is that going off for, It's the weekend. Er, no.

Bugger

Would I be hung, drawn and quartered if I said I was ok?

Bed about 10.30 after deeelishus meal cooked by YOB. I hardly bounced out of bed this morning - but I never do anyway. Feeling sicky but as I've figured it seems I'm not throwing up no matter how bad I feel I'm just ignoring it. Boobs are tender but better than Saturday when my left one HURT really badly. I'm certainly getting a lot more tired than normal but not as wiped out as I was with LC. Although saying that, I didn't cope with the Friday party at all, and Sat night I was asleep by about 8pm so maybe I'm more tired than I accept.

Basically pretty happy!

Sorry about that!

carrots,did you or did you not pass out behind a plant pot in a hotel on Friday night? That's far from ladylike you monsta!

Curly Can I swap you a bit of itching for some nausea and loss of balance?

We were messing around yesterday and jailbait got one of my boobs in his armpit - then tried to hug me. I think I finally understand why men wince when nutcrackers are applied to scrotum - on telly I mean, it's not something I do at home.

Nice big bangers though as Gok would say.

ski true.

I'm not trying to be Miss Imsowell, I just honestly don't feel that bad! Obviously, as you point out, that's not always the case . But if you like I can poke myself in the boobs and stick my fingers down my throat

POKE YOUR BOOBS POKE YOUR BOOBS POKE YOUR BOOBS!

I've just booked the car in for an MOT, gave the bloke the license number and he said "P - P for Penis?" AIBU to find that absolutely hilarious that the only English word he could think of which began with P was Penis?

I'm going to say, no, I'm not poking my boobs. They hurt!!

A small boy actually squashed them this morning. He came into bed and I was on my side, sans nightie as per my norm, (call SS again - second hand changing bags and my son sees me naked) and he put his elbow onto my laying-on-bed boob and put his whole weight onto it. He very quickly apologised (it was a total accident) but boy, it hurt. A very lot.

No, YANBU. That is clearly hilarious.

P for penis. Snort!

Announcement: I have booked myself in for the piggy flu vaccination on 17 Dec. (I cannot even articulate how it was that I came to this decision, so don't bother asking me for my well-thought through reasoning.) But have made sure the date is after MrP is back from his work trip so that I am not alone in the house with DD, morning sickness, and delirious/feverish reaction to jab.

ponieez

P for Piggy Flu

Good good good. I'm VV pleased. I'm getting vv worried about the number of preggos around MN who think that a handful of blueberries is good enough protection against a disease which is proven to be seriously dangerous to diffed-ers. I'll be doing the same the minute I get the call from the quack.

My thoughts? (tough that noone asked)

Dangers of vaccine is unknown given that not enough preggos have dropped since having it, but the manufacturers know a thing or two about vaccines and how to make 'em safe 'n' sound for the maximum number of people. Versus known serious consequences for catching the piggy sniffle when "in the family way". Known serious risk V unknown but prob teeny risk. I know where I'm going.