I have vaguely got my taste for alcohol back, but I only ever want a thimble full and usually just don't feel like it. For the first 12 or 15 weeks it was simply disgusting! I remember I tried to have a glass of wine on Christmas Day but spat it back out.
I am today, as my parents have messed with our plans. We have very reluctantly invited them to come over here to help us out when the baby is born, to look after the foal, cook some meals, etc. I already know that it is not going to be easy having them around, but they have really messed up already. They invited MrP's mum to come too without even talking to us!
MrP got a really confused email from her, and he was furious! She is of course all offended that they are lording it over her, and that the invitation didn't coming from us. We are furious as dealing with my parents will be bad enough, let alone MIL as well. So it's been damage control all around to soothe her and put her off. I am now even more worried that my parents simply don't get it. They have no idea about reading situations or understanding emotional needs. When the foal was born my emotions went haywire, so I am dreading what is going to happen with them being all tactless in the middle of it.
I've sent them a big telling off email, and I am now determined to write them some very strict guidelines about what they can / can't do while they are here. Nightmare!
Oh, and to all of you with lovely mums who just, like, help.