Aw, that's a lovely photo, Beans. Hope you are doing ok. Pop in when you can. Ooh, I love the tiddly new babes. There was a blissful 8wk old at the chambers party yesterday, she was so cute.
Spot, great news about the low risk - bet that's a load off. Personally I think it's naughty that you haven't been referred for allergy tests for T so far - when we take DD to the hospital tomorrow they will apparently test for allergies (which I don't think for one minute she actually has) so it's not like they can't do it at their age. Good luck with pursuing it.
Trace, that sounds like a nightmare day the other day. And a nightmare car! Was your friend going to Veggie's Belfast wedding? Oh, and at least the girls have scabbed over so you are on the way out. If you get that possible migraine again, think about what you have eaten, as foods are often triggers, aren't they? Though I guess they aren't the only thing. I could do with a new iron so if you have bought a real cracker, I want to know what it is
Chambers do was nice yesterday but I wasn't in a very good mood. In the end I went with the older dress that I wore last year, because I felt more glamorous in it. It was only hard on my bump by early evening. I had heels on (lowish ones, but still) and they felt vile. A friend of DP's was saying how small my bump was, and I was just feeling quite good when some bird who I don't know came up and said "Well, YOU don't look like you've got long to go!" Talk about burst my bubble. In the iciest voice this side of the North Pole I said "I have, as a matter of fact. Another three months." I know it's silly to be miffed, but I was I was still chatted up by this bloke who always chats me up, though. It's an odd one. He has a lovely 10month old baby, and I do really like his wife (a colleague of DP's, who is still on mat leave and wants to meet up with me for lunch one day) but he makes absolutely no secret of the fact, at every single chambers function, that he likes me. He swapped seats at the Christmas do to sit next to me. I like talking to him, actually, but I am slightly uncertain as to how to handle it. And I have to admit, it is rather nice having someone telling you how beautiful you are when you feel, as I did yesterday, a fat blousy mess. Also, DP's compliments/attentions are as rare as rocking horse shit. Anyway, this probably all sounds very spoilt and furthermore I do think my hormones are going a bit mad at the moment as I was inwardly furious with DP all day as a) he hadn't ironed his shorts and they were vv crumpled (and I always TRY to make an effort myself, even on the days when I don't go anywhere and don't see anyone) and b) he couldn't be arsed to have a shower on Saturday morning as he had had one on Friday evening at 11pm (true, he had, but so what!) I don't really know why these things upset me so much, I think I'd just tut and shrug normally.
Invis, I hope you haven't been slaving all weekend. And Jam, hope last night was fabby. WG - how did the party go off?
Enjoy the football, kids. I can't get a life to cricket so I am here all day, putatively working.