Hello ladies, sorry to hear that a lot of people are feeling a bit blue at the moment
. I think its easy to forget that pregnancy is really really hard - we're growing a human FFS (or two, in dietcoke's case) so not only are we knackered, uncomfortable, clumsy, fat, and feeling sick, but we are also being assaulted by hormones that make PMT look like a walk in the park.
I believe (though don't quote me, I'm not a criminal lawyer) that women have got away with murder when they're pregnant, on the basis that the hormones can send them temporarily insane!
YY to former due dates being hard - I still get jealous of people further along than me, which is ridiculous. I think its all part of the grieving process - you never "get over it", it just gets easier to live with over time. So we convince ourselves we're fine as we're lucky enough to be pg again, then an announcement comes and boom, we're crashed right back down to the reality that we lost a baby.
Frankly, I'd like K-Mid to keep her legs crossed till September 1 please, so that her DC is in the same school year (and therefore same university year) as my DC. Because frankly, if Carole can do it, so can I.