Syb, I think 'at my tits' end' is utterly brilliant. That could end up being my fave quote of 2010.
Look Trace, you are always mega wega dega hard on yourself and you oughtn't to be. I think most of those who have an older child are having varying difficulties coping with some challenging behaviour (wasn't Daisy saying so t'other day) and, let's face it, who wouldn't? Children are lovely but also blinkin' hard sometimes and there's no shame in saying so or thinking it. And this is the place. Please don't go away (unless you really want to). No one is judging you on here (why would we!) - there's just a lot of support. What Syb and others have said is totally right.
Furthermore, don't worry about being upset at the funeral. You won't be alone. And speaking from experience, DH's funeral was a total blubfest but it was cathartic for me to see others upset, not offensive (and anyway I was pretty wrapped up in my own grief). Second thing is, you are bound to think about yourself and assorted sadnesses at a funeral. It is completely and utterly natural and everyone does it, so there.
You have just got a bit off balance. Just sigh and let it all the horribleness swirl over you and pass (and it will). Good luck for tomorrow. And hey, you know when nice people die? Well, you have to live a bit extra for them, love life that bit more in their honour. Doesn't have to be grandiose or anything. Oh, and one day you will laugh and laugh with L about how she ran you ragged.
Effie, a big thumbs up for A Room of Your Own, as V. Woolf would say!
Rubes, I think you are quite entitled to be loafing around in a robe. I would only say that you need to buy a couple of extra, fancier robes especially for the purpose. From Toast or somewhere. Cashmere! Velvet! Silk!
ZJ, sorry you are still snowed in. We are too. The snow is very bad in Oxfordshire. DP's loving it, but I am getting nothing done with him here.
Invis, I am still trying to think up something good for your DH. I am wracking the old brains. There is a cool bar in New York where there are beds for you to rest and have drinks in (would be great for jet lag) but obviously that's no good for you as you can hardly take a plane back to the US Mmm, I'll be back to you.
WG, sorry about the concert. I couldn't have come as we are going to a memorial thingy in Cornwall for DP's dear friend who died nearly a year ago. I can't say I am looking forward to this for a variety of reasons but I will probably bore you all with that at a later date. Oh, and no formal scans between 12 and 20 weeks, as I recall. Though she could pay for a private scan in the interrim. They're about £120 I think.
Kiwi, I don't think you are being unreasonable re: travel. Your sister just isn't thinking, I reckon.
Where's Veggie? She missed the Wednesday Weigh In on the Fatties Thread ( just joshing, Veg).
Right, it's nearly tomorrow again, so it's goodnight chicas xxxxxxx