The Brave Babes Battle Bus - Sweeping Into Autumn With A One Way Ticket To Sobriety.

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Phew, just in time!

I'm mouse and I love a few to drink. I love all things cheese and I love MrMouse

Welcome to the Bus. We are a collection of drinkers, non-drinkers, and those who are somewhere in between but we all have the same thing in common, we can't just have 1 drink and then stop.

Come say hi, we don't bite .

Here are the other threads to date, if you have a spare hour or seven to kill.

OUR HISTORY

prabably?

Also, Mouse that normal in italics didn't look right, I meant that as Nemo gets older you will have so many times of him being happy with other children.

I'm not going to write anymore or, I'll tie myself in knot!!!!

Mouse, must have missed your earlier post, what a fantastic DH you have, treasure him as much as he obviously treasures you:) Great to hear that Nemo enjoyed his first day:)

Hi all. Just checking in. RL got a bit hectic with back to school/work (I work while Dc are at school). Also rainbows/beavers tonight.

This weekend I have a funeral back home so will be staying with Mum for the weekend (can't remember the last time I went anywhere!!) I don't plan to drink as sis and Mum drink quite a lot and it all gets argumentative (normally I'm joining in ) Luckily I'm on antibiotics so have a good reason not to drink. Fingers crossed I can stick to my guns.

yay, clambering! Make sure you drink lots of something non alcoholic before starting cooking - thirst is your enemy!!!

On the subject of nice-ness in the world, am very proud of DS today, he came home to tell me that one of the "new boys" in his class (mostly the same class as last year) was crying at playtime because he didn't have anyone to play with, and he didn't want to join in "It" (one can only imagine the boisterousness levels involved there). DS has issued instructions for me to invite said new boy around for a playdate because "even though I don't think he is going to be my friend - he doesn't really like football - it is probably quite scary starting a new school and it would be nice to be invited around for a playdate.". My empathy training programme seems to be going well. Now, if I can only crack the picking up your own clothing/toys thing...

SaF - are you back from holiday yet?

PS: clambering - not sure how old your DS's are but I read somewhere the other day that under the age of 8 the front part of their brains are still developing and are at about the level of a lizard. I find holding that thought at times of temper/ scowling (on DS' part) very helpful. ("It is not his fault, he has the brain of a lizard ").

legal - thanks, yes, will drink cuppas before cooking, and will get the soda stream out for some sparkles.
Oh what a lovely thing of DS to say, he has above-lizard-level empathy clearly. My boys are 7 and 9. The 9 year old is the grumpy negative one (hmmm, in the genes - from me??). My BF has older boys and assures me they do not have cognitive capacity to be other than centre of own worlds most of time until later teens (if lucky).
Here's to raising decent boys.
Plse let me know when you crack the picking up own clothing / toys thing
See you later....

Just checking in. Will read properly later. Exhausted. The treadmill of "get up, get self ready, get DS ready, walk DS to nursery, walk to work, work butt off all day, walk back to nursery, collect DS, walk home, do evening rituals with DS, get DS to bed, feed self, start evening work, collapse in bed" is taking it's toll. How am I not drinking?!

Might post again later if I'm conscious.

Evening all

Clambering - fab to see you back and well done you!! You sound so positive

Scatty - don't worry about the funeral and drinking or not until that day comes. It's better IME, to plan your first two drinks, soft ones, and worry about the rest on the day and at the time.

One thing I found at funerals, two in the last year, is that people want to toast the deceased and their memories of them.

Which is grand, go for it. Just have a juice! Plus the fact you are on ABs will help won't it. Especially is they are Metronidazol (sp?), they are pukeatastic with booze.

sAf gets back tomorrow I think.

Right, off to make pasta for DD and pizza for us. Nemo rather likes pizza so hopefully, he'll have some of that tonight. He was drinking water out of a syringe earlier.

Thank you all for your lovely comments about my DH.

'Evening all. I am trying to persuade myself not to go out and get wine and get pissed. DP has gone to bed (he does shifts) and life seems very humdrum, but getting pissed here on my own will not make it more exciting, right?

Sorry, I just had to get that out. I will go back and read the rest of the thread now.

IsinDe xx

The treadmill of "get up, get self ready, get DS ready, walk DS to nursery, walk to work, work butt off all day, walk back to nursery, collect DS, walk home, do evening rituals with DS, get DS to bed, feed self, start evening work, collapse in bed" is taking it's toll. How am I not drinking?!

MoP sorry but this made me . I mean c'mon, how would you cope with all of that if you were drinking?

Makes me feel exhausted just reading it, you superwoman!

Mouse, I'm so glad that your DH reacted like that. Your post made me cry. I've very pleased for you.

Theala good idea to keep reading the thred for inspiration to help keep you away from the booze. Humdrum is pretty ok actully. I bet lots of us would welcome humdrum sometimes . As you say, drinking won't change that.

Many of us turn to drink when we're bored or stressed, tired or relaxing, winding up or winding down. Doesn't matter, any feeling will do. The trick is to remind yourself, I don't want a drink, I wnt . . .

So what do you want? A hobby, evening classes, take up a sport, go to the cinema. You can have a whole new lease of life without the booze restricting you.

I wnt my bloody letter 'a' to work properly

Hey girls, I have an idea . . . Let's hear it for the BOYS

Anyone else got a brillint, wonderful, kind, understnding, hot handsome fella at home.

Me, I got a fab DH. Love him to bits

Mine is definitely when I get bored. Or just pissed off and don't know what to do with myself... It's totally stupid because I know that drinking is not the solution to being bored, and that it only exacerabates the problem,as the next day I've no energy to do anything, so I get bored and pissed off... bleh. My circle, it is vicious. :o

I have actually recently taken up running, and I've got a 7k to run on sunday, so getting drunk would be a very bad idea, and I would be really pissed off with myself for sabotaging my training.

Anyway, I think I have successfully given Little Drunken Voice a smack around the chops for this evening. I am now drinking a mix of tonic water and sparkly water with loads of ice cubes, which is actually really nice.

Phew. Sorry, I'm just waffling on about myself not contributing very much at the moment, but just reading all your posts is really helping me, and hopefully I'll be able to contribute a bit more in the future.

Thank you all for the kind comments about DH.

'Let's hear it for the boys'? Yes, let's.

I waited a long time to find him. We started out as friends, he was just coming out of an abusive relationship. . She was utterly vile. I was his client and he was finding me a full-time job.

We'd talk for ages about the pros and cons of working verses being 'in the system'. We'd chat about nothing, everything. I thought he was single (he was given off single vibes) and one lunchtime, I asked if I could kiss him. He said no because he was still getting rid of breaking up with his XP.

The weeks went by and I waited. Eventually, he called and asked if he could see me, I'd fallen in love with him long before this but respected his circumstance.

He took me on our first date to where we later got married. He wasn't a flash Harry, or a Johnny Big Boots. He was my BF. He respected me, and who I was, he treated me as a real person. A woman, not an object.

I waited a good 6 months before I introduced him to DD. And she adored him!

The rest they say is history, some of it painful (losing the boys) some of it is wonderful (having Nemo, moving house, build a life together). The rest remains to be seen.

Every single day I am thankful that I have him in my life. I hope I have him for many. many years to come.

Theala - If you can't post about yourself on here, where can you? Alcohol abuse is a very personal thing, you are different to every one of us. Something has driven you here, something has made you feel that you needed help.

So go for it, talk and talk and talk and talk some more about you. About your life, about your drinking.

Evening babes,

I too have a lovely Dh, but sometimes........

Since I got home from work, having taught stuff I am learning on the go, I drank two cups of coffee, buttered and ate the crust off the bread, put the washing on, took DC2 out, got back, put the washing in the drier, unpacked the dishes, worked, emailed work, unpacked the drier, made thai salmon for dinner, picked up Dc, made a prawn starter, Dh got home, we sat down for dinner at 7.30.........and Dh said that it was "a bit fishy", and got out cold chicken from the fridge.......Aaargh.

Spam and chips tomorrow .

P.s And put the bins out, and emptied all the house bins .
xx
Sorry very facetious, but I've got to laugh

thurso - KILL HIM, KILL HIM NOW! What an ungrateful twit.

Right you gorgeous lot. Bedtime in the mouse house.

Night night all. Huge strength and support being sent your way.

xx

Mouse, actually I can't be assed bothered, you kill him .

Night, night, sleep tight.
xxx

My dp is very lovely too. I knew him for a while, nice bloke, but never fancied him (I've never told him that ). I had been out of abusive relationship with exh for 3 years and we had just disentangled our finances, and I had bought a new place of my own. I was deliriously happy and I was never, ever, ever going to have a serious relationship with anyone ever again (although I had had a wonderful 'fling' with a younger man who was sex on legs and very good for my self esteem ).

Then one night at my friend's 40th birthday party, I kissed him, looked into his eyes and something clicked. He stayed over and never really left. He is a steady as a rock. It is a relationship of equals. He asks for my advice (and sometimes he even acts on it). He supports me in everything I want to do, and only occasionally raises an eyebrow at my hippy tendancies. After more than 14 years together we got married a couple of years ago.

Sometimes he drives me mad, and I have to give him a big kick up the bum, but we respect each other, and have a very similar sense of humour. It all sounds very humdrum, but we are well matched in the err... important ways .

Feeling better then venus .