Just had a lovely moment of realising just how lucky I really am: baby came when we wanted him, he's been healthy and kicky and hasn't had a single problem, and, most importantly, I have a husband who is far, far too good for me and puts up with so much. And here I am complaining about small discomforts all the time, as if they really mattered and I'd remember them in a few months' time. Also wanted to give everyone a big hug for being wonderfully supportive P.S. I am not drunk! Just having a good day!