All right, I'm just going to spit it out. My news = I'm pregnant. 12 weeks today. Made it through the first trimester, some scary genetic testing, and now I just have my Down test to get through. If that goes well (it's a two-part test that takes a few weeks), I think I can finally relax. My odds are low. The test was optional so I seriously considered not taking it, but every single person whose advice I sought said she would take it, so I'll do it. It's funny, I watched Rosemary's Baby last night (I've seen it before, but now I'm watching it with new eyes) and I couldn't help spotting all the infractions. She drank a shake with raw egg every day, drank some champagne when she got pregnant, and her husband smoked Pall Malls around her. I guess there are tradeoffs. My mother's pregnancies sound entirely more relaxed than mine -- she smoked*, drank* (in moderation) and she didn't know what listeria* was. In other words, she could eat as much f...
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And my methods for getting to sleep when it seems impossible are either Benadryl or a glass of wine. Just don't use both at the same time... ;-)
Liz - I'm so happy you're making that soup! It's really awesome. And sorry to hear that you're sick.
Sadly, I am an old veteran of Benadryl, and it no longer works for me. And wine actually keeps me up even later. There's something weird about my body chemistry where almost everything is a stimulant. I should probably be a subject in a sleep experiment. Nah, I'm sure I'd sleep even worse under laboratory conditions ;)