Hello everybody
Suri - I thought I'd posted already, don't know what happened there, probably posted in some other thread and confused everyone LOL but welcome.
Your family sounds a bit like hubby's, his Dad was in the forces so he was born in England, his sister in Scotland and his brother in Germany! Very exciting and exotic that you get to go to Miami for your scan!
Marleys - I had a look at those bottles online, I love that you can buy tamper-proof lids for them, ideal if you express at work (which I may end up doing when I go back). The sterifeed can only be bought in 100's, which is a little bit more than I need LOL, whereas the ones you had can be bought in smaller amounts. As for photos and such, I found that smelling Finlay's clean clothes worked well (I always tumble them with bounce, so to me that's how he smells!), better than the photo. Love the picture by the way - you both look so proud and happy and Andrew is so cute
Polaris - 3rd tri is really tiring. Still, now that you're very pregnant people will do things for you ... I hardly ever had to get a bus (people always stopping to give me a lift), never had to carry anything, no one grudged me a nap ... I suppose there are positives in everything! Good luck on the job front, hopefully you'll hear very soon
soonie - My age was never mentioned either but oddly neither was my weight, even with my BP problems. I really expected people to say something about it, but thankfully they never. As I speak - and this is really bad - I'm eating a big bag of aero bubbles (buy one get one free, what was I meant to do?!) and configuring my new wii game ... "My fitness coach" ... oh dear. LOL. However, I am going to try to get fit because if I do I could get my BP down and off the meds, which would be great for both me and Finlay.
On a slightly odd note, I've been doing really weird stuff at night (oo er missus). It's like a waking dream. The first twice I woke up (at least I thought I was awake) and started telling hubby to watch how he was holding Finlay (as if he was holding him then and there), of course hubby was baffled as he had been sound asleep and Finlay was too, in his crib.
Then last night hubby found me sitting up with my arms in a cradle position as if I was holding Finlay, asking him to take the baby and put him back in his crib ... Finlay was already there, had never been out, all I remember is hubby saying "you're dreaming again" and I fell back down onto the bed then asleep. Excuse my language but WTF is that about?! It's extremely odd.