My bfp was 2nd, I was on night shifts and had the most horrendous 'period pains' the night before and a desire to eat a lot of eggs (hence the stupid name!).
F is still at ILs so waiting for the tumble drier to finish to get the ironing done. I loving this hangover, no headache, no sick, just an immense desire to drink lilt.
It's bloody snowing here again, grrr.