Lunatic I'm so pleased they're looking after you. Have stopped howling now (tears...and occasional baying - but the latter is all my own work and I can't blame you for that one! 
) I'm really thrilled that the midwife who delivered DD2 is there and remembers you. Of course no one who was there would think you were even remotely bonkers, which is why I am glad someone is with you who WAS there. Leads me to believe you'll get better care as a result. It certainly sounds like you have a nice little Travelodge to yourself, which is a good thing. I hope you managed to get a reasonable sleep last night too.
Coconuts It sounds suspiciously like your mother has not been reading those links you've been sending her. Sigh! I've had testosterone levels checked too. It's a pretty standard thing regardless of your problem. Whenever there's a hormonal imbalance they check to see if you've got too much of some things as well as a lack of others.
It was probably your Mum's attempt at a joke in an awkward moment, but you just expect more of them somehow, don't you? I honestly don't know why I still do actually. When I was a little girl, I thought mine was an angel. My view has become somewhat skewed the older I've become. This could be something to do with my life becoming ever more traumatic as the years have gone by, but even when I spell it out to her to try and show her how insensitive she's being, I get the feeling she finds any conversation about this a bit outdated and a nuisance. She also uses my DS as a means of distraction when I'm pouring my heart out, which really pees me off. I wish she'd just tell me I'm boring her tbh!
I was going to suggest joining Fertility Friend for all your charting/ cervix checking needs, but it seems Mummy has already pointed you in the right direction. You get about ten free charting lessons when you sign up and it's quite enlightening to learn about bits of your anatomy that you never even thought about, potentially even after giving birth!
I always sleep with my mouth open and always took my temp orally nevertheless. Never could quite get my head around waking up, smiling at my DH and then inserting a BBT where the sun don't shine (in either of the other two options!). Tbh, after a while you get used to discrepancies and there are always some. Your room might be too hot, your DH might have a slight temperature, you might have had a drink or two too many. It really can take over your life unless you let a few things go. I found the hardest thing was taking it at the same time every morning, particularly if I had to get up with DS in the night. Anyway, it gives you something else to focus on/ think about amidst all the worry, but it does tend to make you hopeful one minute and despondent the next if your temps misbehave.
frazzled you're on such a rollercoaster of emotions right now, not to mention the tiredness that comes with being a new Mum. The breathing thing must be a real worry, but I'm sure they wouldn't even think of sending Finn home until they are certain he's got the hang of it.
You already know this, but regression is pretty much standard for any older sibling when Mummy has a new baby. This becomes even more of an issue when the baby is prem and Mummy is 'away' looking after the baby because he can't come home yet. Your DS1 is presumably thinking you're running away with the new baby and he's bound to feel a bit usurped and unsure of where he fits now. I'd agree that it'd be a really good idea to buy him a special present from Finn and tell him how excited his new little brother is to have a grown up brother who can take care of him when he comes home. I'd refer to Finn as 'your baby brother' a lot, so your DS1 sees him as something he can share and not Mummy and Daddy's new baby who is making him an outsider. Just read that back and it sounds so condescending. Apologies if it comes across that way. I was just thinking as I typed. I'm sure you've thought of all this already. It's just so much harder when you're so tired and fraught!
Anyway, give yourself a bit of a break. It's really early days yet. You're knackered and emotional and desperate to have your family all together at home, and your DS1 is no doubt manipulating that situation in the only way he knows how by using the HATE word. Easy to say, but try not to let it hurt you too much. My niece (3.9) still wets herself for attention sometimes. It's her only way of reminding everyone she's one of several siblings and she prefers bad attention to none at all.
LAF Had a little snivel when I thought of your work parking space. Tbh, there were so many pg announcements that I was forced to hear this last year, that if it had happened at my work, women would have been fighting over it.
I fully hear you about the lack of support for multiple miscarriages, but then I was pretty underwhelmed by the leaflet I was given the first time around - in terms of telling me what to expect, both emtoionally and physically. Frankly, in hindsight, I was a bit appalled. Had I more of a medical background, I'd be tempted to suggest writing a slightly better version with the help of the ladies from this thread. The truth is, no one really knows what to expect or what to say, as everyone experiences all this very differently. I think we can safely assume that the experience will always be a lousy one, but I suppose there's a fine line between informing and scaremongering.
It must have been even worse in years gone by. Having said that, people didn't get their pregnancies confirmed until much later, nor did they have access to scans. In some ways, I wish I could be without the internet sometimes, as it's often as much of a hindrance as it is a help, but it does make you wonder what happened to women who had particularly bad miscarriages. Even periods were taboo, so I can only assume that they must have thought they were bleeding to death. Heaven knows how they coped mentally. Stiff upper lip and get on with it, I suppose. The way Brits were supposed to behave.
I'm so sorry that you had to endure yet another announcement. It becomes a cruel joke that the fates seem only to be playing on you, doesn't it? Unfortunately, that feeling was driven into me for so long, that I still feel angry when I hear announcements and imagine my pregnancy to be a fake. I suppose it's a defense mechanism. I refuse to believe it until I have something concrete to believe. Fingers crossed for a referral to ST Mary's very quickly. Huge hugs in the meantime. xx
Julez Sorry it's all stopped again, but at least your body is giving you signs. I imagine it's a very scary time right now. So near, yet still so far and all that. Take a deep breath, lady. We're all rooting for you. Won't be long now, even though I bet it seems like the longest pregnancy in living history.
Mummy How did it go? I'm not sure whether you'll have posted or not while I've been wittering away, but I realise you're in a different time zone, so good luck if you've not had the HSG yet.
Lady How did your appt go?
justmee I know it's terrifying, but I'd agree with the other ladies that you should wait until at least 6 weeks for a scan. Otherwise, it may be too early to confirm anything and you'll spend another week worrying if you'll see anything at the next scan. Even knowing my exact date of conception, I was still measuring a few days smaller than I should have been on my initial scan, so I'd hang fire for now. Blood tests for HCG levels is probably the best course of action to reassure you.
mumatron Hope you're getting some sleep.
Waves and hugs to everyone else. Hope everyone is okay.
I'm 11 weeks today and don't feel very pregnant, although I do feel very ill. Have had awful migraine headaches and nausea for the past two days and they make it virtually impossible to function. My poor DS has a very boring Mummy right now. Also, my nose has gone beyond the point of congestion to feeling totally blocked and sore. I remember having this problem with DS, though not to this extent. I'm also having horrible sciatic pain, which I had throughout my pg with DS last time. I suppose I should feel quite positive with these symptoms, but I'm in such denial, it's untrue. Just under 2 weeks to go until my scan. Wonder if I'll feel as numb as I did last time, even though it was good news!?
Other than that, I'm doing okay. Taking each day at a time and trying not to be too much of a whingebag to DH. Some days are harder than others, but I keep checking myself and reminding myself that I am very lucky until I know otherwise.