Hey, look at that, the "hangover casualties" don't seem as bad as it looked this morning; there are quite a few posts!

Thanks for the "duck and champagne" wishes, but actually... I had a pretty rough year ending. About two minutes after my sister and her boyfriend left (9pm), I had a very bad irritable bowel syndrome crisis, one of the worst this year probably. I gulped down a good dose of Pepto Bismol right away and I think it helped me through the rest of the evening, but there was no way I could eat anything. My DH told me I was as pale as a ghost when I came out of the bathroom! I can usually figure out why I'm having a crisis... usually something I ate or sometimes just the hormones or stress, but this time... I doubt the hot goat cheese salad appetizer I ate is responsible for such a shock! So hey, no champagne for me... I guess we'll drink it tonight... and I had duck for lunch today. DH stuffed himself with two servings yesterday, however, a pleasure to watch!



To be honest with you guys, it freaked me out a little bit. As I was trying to ride that crisis the best I could, trying to relax and doing abdominal breathing (it keeps me from panicking and worsening the symptoms), I was thinking about the fact I would soon try to be pregnant... and the morning sickness worries me quite a bit. Pain, I can deal with far more easily than nausea or, in the crises' case, "abdominal nausea". I mean, of course I'll get through it like billions of women did before me. *sigh* but still... no matter how much I desire to have children, it's still a little scary for me. Luckily for me, my mother had absolutely no symptom other than no AF. Hopefully, I'll be like her; both my grandmas suffered from morning sickness a great deal. Joy!


Charlie, I'm really glad that we'll go through our 2ww together. You can count on me big time, I'll be there sweetie. And like the others said, this place is good for all kind of emotions and reactions, including whining. I think it's perfectly useful and healthy to indulge in a little self-pity once in a while as long as you don't wallow in it!

That being said, my dear, I totally understand your reaction. My husband is very lucky, because most of his co-workers are in our age group. Therefore, most of them are about to or have children. The garden parties are amazing and we all get along super well; about seven of them came to my wedding shower, it gives you an idea! However, I've been feeling strange each time he came back home annoucing yet another pregnancy in the group. This has been going on for a year now, about the time we decided we were ready to have kids. You see those people and have fun and everything, but you always think, in the back of your mind, "Well, wouldn't it be just fair to be my turn to announce a pregnancy next time?"
In the last year? No less than 4 new pregnancies. Each time, I thought I would be the next one. But no... surgery, delays, and so on. I can't help but feel down and jealous each time I hear the news. The last one hit a bit hard; I was ready to do an IVF cycle, but we were delayed for monetary and timing reasons. I really thought I would be the next preggie. As a result... I've no less than avoided that person since I learned the news. It's silly, and I'll have to see her sooner or later (and of course the longer I wait, the bigger her belly will be; she's due in July and she's small, so she's already showing). But right now? I just don't want to see her and I don't want to deal with the anger I'll feel when that happens.
The point is, sweetie, we're all human. The others are right; come here and vent, and let yourself be hurt. It will pass; it always does. *hug*
Haylie: congrats on starting your downregging! I'll be joining you the day after tomorrow!
HAPPY NEW YEAR to you all!

Lots of love,
Sophie
