The BESH 30s TTC thread in the world EVER - 2010

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C'mon girls, this is the year. We will form a circle and concentrate hard on diffment.

Meanwhile, David and Jenson have popped the corks and are pouring out the Bellinis. Truckle of stilton anyone?

Actually cas I'm right with you on that one. I saw pregnancy as breaking the cycle of unhealthy drinking I had got myself into after Dad died. It was a good bottle a night and although I wouldn't go so far as to say it was an addiction in any way, it was certainly becoming a crutch and a justifiable expense. I actually feel great for having 'given it up' (prob 2 whole glasses in the last 4 months spread over about 6 normal sized wine glasses (Hom ends up finishing it every time) and I have a much healthier attitude to it now.

I don't think it's a matter of not being able to give up for 9 months, like we're all desperate addicts, it's more that the case for total abstinence is not proven and to apply the precautionary principle to every eventuality unnecessarily restricts women's lives in a way of which some people would heartily approve.

Oh and thanks gin

Best answer re: the alcohol poser so far, Cunty (voice of reason, etc.) - was what I thought the reasons would be.

And thanks Ead. Grope away!

Am off for swabbings now. That bitch better be gentle.

Imma gonna take my huge fat bloated babyless PMT stomach to the bath and dream of Scorpette's tits read a book.

Oh, Muser...really sorry to hear that. Why not go home now and give yourself some TLC...maybe work can wait? I am not going to administer any BESH Palace violence upon you today, but lets just say, I keep a little black notebook with a credit and debit column in it...

Er, sorry if my booze query has stirred up a shitstorm everyone...wasn't my intention to start an AIBU, just to try to find out what facts are known, for my own personal benefit...I like to see the root of stuff like this - I am a bit of a sceptic regarding a lot of stuff one reads about.

As for, 'are there any alcoholics on this thread?' - I don't know, but me and the Boyf used to do the 'bottle of wine with dinner every night - that soon slipped into 'shall we crack another one open' middle-class-binge-drinking, that is so beloved of the DM...we decided to knock it on the head after a while, due to its 'slippery-slopey-ness', and stick to drinking at the weekends, but some night I could murder a glass...it's my remaining vice.

Muser - arse.

So sorry Muser, didn't see your comment, so re-read. Poor you - ARSEBUCKETS

Muser really sorry that is a heap of shit - try and bunk off and go home for some R&R?

I don't drink much apart from the odd bender but I think I would want to know that could have the odd glass while knocked up if I fancied it. It fucks me right off when you go out with someone who is updiffed and they get the disapproving looks because they have one small glass in an evening.

Unless there is substantive medical proof you shouldn't drink anything then it is your choice to make.

And stop fighting you lot play nicely, you're upsetting me.

I'm afraid I'm with Scorps on this one. As a fellow sufferer (although not to the degree of Scorps) I can honestly say that having food allergies are in no way wimpy or pathetic or 'in the head'. They are a fucking pain the arse.

I agree it is my choice to curtail my diet. It stops me going to most restaurants because most dishes contain at least some cow milk/cream/yoghurt plus yeast/sugar/msg/mushrooms/sweeteners/concentrated fruit juice/dried fruit. Basically whatever I eat is cooked at home from scratch. If I go to the pub and have a vodka and OJ, I will bloat, sweat, get a sore throat, severe cramps and wind, the shits - all because most pubs use OJ made from concentrate. And that is before I've even eaten anything.

I don't want to go on about it, but just so you have some idea of how bad it can be, at my worse

1. I'd have about 6-8 really painful stinky poo's a day. The kind where you think you will not get to the loo quick enough, plus you are doubled over in pain so can't exactly move quickly and are so painful they make you cry. Not exactly conducive to enjoying a nice day out. Or even a day at work come to that.
2. I was so short of breath all the time - to get up the stairs I'd have to crawl on all fours.
3. I couldn't walk to the end of the drive, let alone walk the dog. The word 'lethargy' is nowhere near strong enough to cover it - changing the sheets on the bed was a workout that required a 2 hour sleep afterwards, to recover. Anything other than breathing caused me to sweat buckets. nice!
4. Everyday on waking I'd sneeze around 20-30 times. This would continue on and off all day.
5. I had the rhinitis like Scorps, so bad, that the edge of my nostrils cracked and were open sores.
6. I had a sore throat, ear ache and head ache every day.
7. I'd sleep 10-12 hrs at night, 3 in the afternoon and still be too exhausted to cook dinner. (Pregnancy was a doddle compared to that!)
8. I was depressed, emotional, and practically a recluse.
9. I'd wake in the night due to knee and hip pain so severe I'd be in tears.
10. My weight was creeping up and up. I was 2 stone overweight, even though I was barely eating anything.

I can't even remember the rest of it... but this went on for months and months. In addition, all that shiz also negatively affects fertility. Fucking A!

I therefore made a choice to give up the things that I loved (red wine, cheese, tonic, pizza, takeaway, choclit etc) in order not to feel all that shit above.

grrr... In short, it really gets my goat when ppl are dismissive of intolerances and allergies. So Scropy I knows how you feel.

Sorry, that was rather long and ranty and has taken me so long to type that you have probably all moved on now! As you were...

And sorry Muser.

I must say I've been scathingly dismissive of food allergy (sorry polly!) and feel slightly chastened...I mean: I have vivid memories of making my sister a cuppa once, and she said feebly 'but has it got cow's milk in?", and I said it had, and she said (even more feebly) "ooooh darling can you make me another with soymilk?" so I did. And when I brought it to her she was sitting troughing a second bowl of the trifle I'd made with full fat moo juice and three inches of whipped cream...(no ill effect noted the following morning). And I have a colleague who once had indigestion after a curry, and now makes a terrific hallabuloo about her chilli intolerances, as if she'd suddenly aquired something interested about herself and needed to make sure everyone knew it.

I've forgotten what I was saying! Oh, yes. Big difference between THAT and THIS, is what I'm saying. Sympathetic tit-gopes to both.

By the way when I say the colleague had indigestion after a curry, thassnot me being a beehotch: that's literally what she says. She had a curry when diffed and got indimagestion. So now she sends back food garnished with a pinch of paprika.

So sorry about that Muser

Fear we are about to run out of thread on a combative note. Anyone have a new title/quick rescue strategy?

30s TTC - Gin Palace, Gaza

I fink it was supposed to be: 30s TTC - "Shall I get me rat out, Doctor?"

Muser Maybe go home and wrap yourself up in cotton wool.

Re: the alcohol debate. Because I am high-minded and shiz, this is less about the alcohol-bad-for-baby stakes in my head, and more about the social belief that a pregnant woman has no identity, that she becomes a vessel for the safe carriage of a foetus. It's a continuum of behaviour which goes from random passers-by invading personal space to touch pregnant bellies to Samantha Burton whose doctor got a court order to confine her in a hospital bed against her will when she disagreed with him about how best to proceed with her pregnancy care.

And do we need to start having fred rules? Personal comments - and bullying generally - are way out of order. Unless they're about one another's boobs, obv.

NB - I forgot to make the point that my feminist hackles are raised by the treatment of women as bodies which [don't] matter while we are great with child. So whether or not you choose to drink, it is your choice, ladyeeez. Not the patriarchy's choice. Come the revolution etc etc.

I agree on both points Cams...and I am definitely on board with the 'Rat Out', option, which you will be pleased to hear, I have already clumsily engineered into at least 2 conversations this weekend. I think I need to give it a little rest as the Boyf can now see it hoving into view over the horizon from many miles away

And the extension of that "we are merely vessels" schtick is the idea of women always being 'pre-pregnant' and behaving as such. So we should all take folic acid all the time, never smoke, not be fat, not eat bad things, and generally be perfect beings, just in case we should accidentally get knocked up.

Which makes me want to take up smoking just for the sheer hell of it.

Who's going to start new fred?

I am!!!!!

Ha, ha...despite being a johnnycomelately!!!

Hurry up! We've only got 3 posts left before we get kicked out of this Palace.

oooh, does that mean if I post now I might break the thread? How exciting! (I'm not having a very interesting day, can you tell?)

No, I'm going to break it. Bwahahahaha

New fred is open peeps. Look for the rat.

mmmwahahahaha!!!!