Mid 30s TCC Gin Palace

[SkaterGrrrrl]

Welcome everyone from the old 'Mid 30s and TTC for the first time' thread. And welcome newbies too. Don't mind the poster in the corner dipping pregnancy test sticks into her glass of gin.

Cheers, Skater! Hair of the dog? I must be starting to feel better - the thought of a G&T is actually appealing.

People keep talking about cheap eBay pregnancy tests - does the same apply to wee sticks? Am currently using the Persona things which come in at a hefty £12 a month if you pay stupid person's tax because you keep forgetting to shop on the internet...

Right, I'm just about to enter Hades lesser-known 8th ring of hell; The Works Do.

I am driving ergo I can get out of the drinking and feck off home early where I can get stuck in to the G&Ts proper.

I couldn't get on with the OPK because I can't wee properly - never got a smiley face despite my 32 euros a pack. I know when I'm ovulating - I get "wet" and feel the urge to sex-text ex's. Don't forget - POAS is just another pressure.

I bought a digital ov kit for an eye watering £22. I only need new sticks, not the whole new kit.

So you know you were saying you are so hungover you want to die so couldn't shag? I reckon when you feel like dying you are more fertile - your body makes a last gasp at creating life because it thinks you are not long for this earth.

What plans for the weekend, cider hound?

Good luck at the work thing Ski 'Orse!

Work things are usually awful, although I have never tried one without the benefit of booze. Good luck, Ski!

I do hope you're right about the last gasp of life theory, Skater. Husband just emailed to say that he is going home for a nap, (jealous, me?) so he should be more than capable of acting as a turkey baster as I lie feebly there like some sort of consumptive Victorian miss.

This weekend? Am heading to a small village in Wiltshire to get drunk have a very civilised and grown-up time with some lovely friends. Just hope the sun comes back.

Sorry, very rude! Forgot to ask what your weekend was going to be like!

camel I'm sooo jealous of your husband.

Would love a little snooze, or at least an early night after my big night out (yes karaoke was in private booth thing, was ridiculous amounts of fun but god my voice is beyond redemption), but have to have another big night out with different friends tonight I usually go out about twice a year; I'm still recovering from the Take That concert last week (swoon, as they used to say in Jackie magazine).

AND I have to go to the ladies final tomorrow, oh poor poor me (actually that might be quite fun )

...these are all things I couldn't easily do if had a sprog, right? So what am I moaning about? Am ungrateful beeatch

Lyra - youre not an ungrateful beeatch. Tired. Is different. I like the going out, but usually find self all resentful and cross about having to go out just before I do. Bitching about the horror of an evening out is almost part of the fun.

Ladies final! Will there be in-labour stylee roaning?

Mad jealous of the hangovers and especially the karaoke.

Starting to be really bored with this non-drinking malarkey. Trying to stay off for the first 3 months only, but weakening. Have turned down offers to go and see bands (which I normally love) as the thoughts of not drinking...

Going to some free live music next week...so if you see a misery guts with her head in her hands wailing down by the city hall... t'will be me and hopefully not the singer.

Re fights with DP: You mean you need a reason?! Thats news to me - I am ranter supreme (ishoos from childhood). He OTH is very calm, which only maddens me more. Grrr.

Charming ain't I?

Cosmo yeah I'd go to the gynae.

sarah enjoy the party. And have a great weekend everyone.

Thanks camel, like it that the residents of the Palais de Gin can be kind and sympathetic without being girly and fluffy.

Think I did all my in-labour roaring last night "I've got soul but I'm not a soldier" "sweeeeet Caroline - bam bam bam" "you're so vaaiiin" etc etc, but will do my best for you

Oh god, I know what you mean ideal - I am so fecking lazy. Since getting my own gaff, and shacking up with himself, I am stuck to the couch. In me yoof I went out every night, literally.

I've eaten my own bodyweight (a not insubtstantial number) in cake today. Fecking hangovers. Don't be jealous, dont. Hangovers are Very Bad Things. And they didn't exist a decade ago. I would have remembered. Maybe.

I tried to give up booze when we first started this babymaking lark. It's very, very difficult and I feel your pain. Am pretty sure that any potential camelette will be born clutching a bottle of something cold and alcoholic, if only to ensure that I acknowledge it as mine.

Ooh, Lyra. Choons! I tend to turn to C&W for howling purposes. Tammy Wynette, for choice. But as any fule kno, the optimum karaoke song is any kind of soft rock. The Jovi! Europe! Foreigner! Emote, emote, emote.

There were children in Hyde Park last night who probably weren't born when Blur's first album came out. I feel old and haggard.

Right, time to wrassle with the Tube. Surely bathing in one's own sweat and the sweat of others is health-giving and good for the skin?

My weekend? Hen night on Saturday night and cooking for friends on Sunday.

Enjoy the tennis Lyra!

And have fun Gin Palace chicas all.

Ooh karaooke song list:

Backstreet Boys (Everybody)complete with air thumping. "Back. Steet. Back. ALRIGHT".

My weekend? : Refused to go to see a band with friends tonight. Refused to go to a barbeque tomorrow. Will instead huddle on the floor gazing at the wine rack.. and sniff at DPs wineglass...boo hoo.

i would tell what my weekend will be involving but do not wish to scare anyone any further with talk of Actual Baby People...

don'ttry however you choose to proceed is none of my feckin' business, but i drank while pg with my boy and it appears to have made him super-clever! So shove that up yer arse Daily Maul!

in fact, before i was 'sure' i was pg had a cracking tequila bender (i really had convinced myself it wasn't ever going to happen at that point) so we did consider 'jose' as a name for a while...

seriously(ish) the thing i found was that when i did have a drink, i was, to my utter amazement, not physically inclined to drink v much... i could last a glass of wine for hours (this, please note, is VERY ABNORMAL BEHAVIOUR for me.)

so maybe if you allow yourself a weeny bit you may find that is all you really want anyway and it is partly the 'joiny-inny-ness' (psychological term) that you are missing.

have just realised i will be the only one posting tonight as all you fuckers will be out causing mayhem

and i really needed someone to cheer me up. bollocks.

morning everyone, well I survived the work's do - I managed to escape relatively early - although I was chewing off the insides of my mouth in boredom. Thankfully though I got to chat to a nice German guy who, like me, doesn't mind team outings - but likes to DO something. We've been skiing before which was great - and we're going wakeboarding in September. But sitting around getting pissed & eating?? zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

The girl came to look at my horse this morning and she's a really smashing kid, only 15 but 6 kids in the family and really down to earth. They're going to take her on a 2 week trial and fingers crossed they like her enough to buy her as I'd love her to go to that family.

So... onwards with the gin eh?

Ski the last work do I went to I left in tears....made the mistake of going to a cross government legal service "do" packed to the brim with rubber-necking ruthlessly ambitious feckers (yes they do exist in the public sector). Boring. Nightmare.

notchunky even though I know in my head that drinking a bit is grand for some unknown reason I'm determined to make it to 3 months first. mental I know. Dare i ask any advice on options for childbirth i.e. at home/birth centre or hospital with epidural. Not sure if I need to experience the "blowtorch to fango" sensation to feel like a real womin.

Y'know the way I said I only have friends in London, none where I live? Well a local girl contacted me recently to meet up (through a social networking site). Her spelling is shite - is it "wrong" to be iffy because of this?? Especially as I am the typo queen myself

Not at all. I have a friend who is a lovely girl, very well spoken but every time she writes to me and says something like "your doing fine" I just want to bash her head in with a shovel.

PMSL.

i thought it was just me that was a wanker with such things! hope my lazy-arsed typing isn't as annoying. i am too slovenly for capital letters, unless I Really Have A Point To Make. or i'm working.

don'ttry would love to advise you but i didn't do 'proper' birth as i had to have emergency caesarean pretty early on in labour (ie didn't even really have full on contractions)

the one thing i would advise, if you do go the hospital route, is to ask about having your own room (obviously you do get that for the birth bit, would be freaky weird otherwise.)

i don't think it costs a lot and personally i think it's be worth it - i was in a room with 3 women, which meant if the terrifying creature i had just been introduced to wasn't crying, then one of theirs was. we were literally only separated by curtains so had to listen to all their visitors too... and i wasn't really in a party mood.

dunno if that's any use?

caesarean quite sucky as far as hormones and physical recovery go, on the plus side i still have a top-notch fanny.

can someone please tell me to stop doing fucking pregnancy tests? not due til tues, unlikely i'm pg anyway but have done about 4. am shocked by my own stupidity. think it's something to do with the miscarriage. am not entirely over it methinks.

arsebiscuits.

'i think it's be worth it'???

okay i am from the westcountry but am not a fucking wurzel!