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Quick update
Aug. 28th, 2006 09:32 pm* Sunday's party was awesome! I'm really glad that we decided to throw one, even if I am now completely knackered. It may take me the rest of the week to recover. Still, I'm bloody impressed that my legs haven't fallen off after all the dancing that I did. Photos can be found at Dave's flickr for anyone who's interested. Those of you who couldn't make it--you missed out on a great evening!!
* I'm having a growth scan on Friday as the midwife reckons Speck is measuring too big. Currently I'm measuring six weeks ahead which isn't great. It could just be that she hasn't taken my flabby belly into account--although, I'm hard pressed to see how she could miss it--or he really could be big. If he is, then early induction or c/s (depending on position) will be the order of the day. I'm not thrilled about any of this.
* Back in February a girl I vaguely knew from a couple of cross stitch communities died suddenly. I only found out about this in May and it's preyed on my mind ever since. She got married the day before Dave and I did and she seemed like such a lovely, happy person from the few PMs we exchanged. I've been feeling a bit perturbed at her husband's decision to completely move on with his life as it seemed he just wanted to forget he'd ever been married, and that just didn't jive with the mental picture I had of them.
Tonight I discovered that she committed suicide due to depression about her infertility. That would explain why no one ever answered other queries about what happened....
So, now I feel bad about being judgemental and also for thinking that if Dave and I hadn't propped up each other and talked loads about our fertility woes, that I could have landed up in a depressive state, too. Oh, I don't know *flails hands* At least I now know a basic cause of death and maybe I can stop thinking about her. She was only a couple of months younger than me, too. I guess it's also another reminder that we only show others what we want them to see. I'd be willing to bet that very, very few people knew her as anything other than sparkly! happy! happy!
It's weird how I didn't know her at all, but she's under my skin so much. Can I blame this on hormones? (They're jolly useful little buggers.)
* Skipped out of our antenatal class last week as I couldn't face an inept discussion about birth complications etc. I'll be flying solo at tomorrow's session on breastfeeding and I'm dreading it. Oh well, maybe I'll learn something and I can always run away if I'm unhappy/uncomfortable. I'll have to leave early if I'm going to have any hope of parking easily :(
* I'm sure there was more, but my mind is a sieve tonight.
* I'm having a growth scan on Friday as the midwife reckons Speck is measuring too big. Currently I'm measuring six weeks ahead which isn't great. It could just be that she hasn't taken my flabby belly into account--although, I'm hard pressed to see how she could miss it--or he really could be big. If he is, then early induction or c/s (depending on position) will be the order of the day. I'm not thrilled about any of this.
* Back in February a girl I vaguely knew from a couple of cross stitch communities died suddenly. I only found out about this in May and it's preyed on my mind ever since. She got married the day before Dave and I did and she seemed like such a lovely, happy person from the few PMs we exchanged. I've been feeling a bit perturbed at her husband's decision to completely move on with his life as it seemed he just wanted to forget he'd ever been married, and that just didn't jive with the mental picture I had of them.
Tonight I discovered that she committed suicide due to depression about her infertility. That would explain why no one ever answered other queries about what happened....
So, now I feel bad about being judgemental and also for thinking that if Dave and I hadn't propped up each other and talked loads about our fertility woes, that I could have landed up in a depressive state, too. Oh, I don't know *flails hands* At least I now know a basic cause of death and maybe I can stop thinking about her. She was only a couple of months younger than me, too. I guess it's also another reminder that we only show others what we want them to see. I'd be willing to bet that very, very few people knew her as anything other than sparkly! happy! happy!
It's weird how I didn't know her at all, but she's under my skin so much. Can I blame this on hormones? (They're jolly useful little buggers.)
* Skipped out of our antenatal class last week as I couldn't face an inept discussion about birth complications etc. I'll be flying solo at tomorrow's session on breastfeeding and I'm dreading it. Oh well, maybe I'll learn something and I can always run away if I'm unhappy/uncomfortable. I'll have to leave early if I'm going to have any hope of parking easily :(
* I'm sure there was more, but my mind is a sieve tonight.
