ok so you've just found out your pregnant and you think back to your last drink and last big night. Your quietly excited as you are so over drinking and its the best excuse to get super healthy and become a part time taxi.
My last big night I was pregnant and didn't know. I can tell you the exact it was the date wed 6th August and it was the Rusty W09 fashion launch and it was LARGE. So Large that by Saturday I was still in a world of hurt thinking I just can't back it up like I used too (and gave the Sat night before the wed a big nudge too at my mate's A.S house. remember that one girls??! ouch). I was feeling THAT sick I just had this feeling something was up. I think you just know. So Sunday I couldn't move off the couch except to bolt down and get a test.
BINGO. YOUR A WINNER. SCRATCH AGAIN.
++++++++++++++++POSITIVE+++++++++++++++++++
This was the front cover of the Sunday Times when we found out. very ironic as it summed up how I felt. bring it on.
That inital feeling you get is sheer joy followed by OMG. who do we tell? do I do another test? How can I make it not obvious until we get the all clear? (hard for me when Im vomiting in my bin at work) and yes I had a big night whilst pregnant and was a bit worried- I went to my GP and she assured me that it was going to be ok and it was early days for it to affect the baby.
all good.
good tip not to give anything away of all of a sudden you aren't no drinking-I threw off my work crew at a function I emptied 3 beers, filled them with lemonade. too easy.
Then when its offical it's game on. Your husband works out that everywhere you go they can drink as you are driving FOR 10 MONTHS plus up too another 6-12 if you breastfeed!!
Bbqs. Late arvo catch up with friends. Bali trip. melbourne cup. dvd launches. boys lunch/all nighters. christmas. Boxing day. New years. and then the wedding season in there over summer- bux parties, and the wedding day.
I must admit it was my biggest frustration was not because I wanted to drink (NB. I was so sick and the smell of alcohol even on someones breath made me sick in the early days, ask that model that came to our casting stinking of vodka ) but seeing your partner drunk and having a good time while you are vomiting and feeling crook all day, not sleeping as you are weeing all the time, completely uncomfortable and not because it's self inflicted (well its sort if is?!) starts to wear a little bit thin.
You just want them to say"how about tonight I won't drink with you". Just once. for for some understanding. But why waste a night not drinking when you have a driver??!!
It wasn't until my Xmas party at rotto I actually felt like having a drink so I had non alcoholic beer and a champers and I had THE best day completely sober while my 100 or so colleagues went nutty, then went to pick up my other half from his christmas do. Super stoked to watch everyone else have a day throwing up with me!
So my conclusion? Boys just don't and can't get what your going through. Doesn't matter how vivid your description of being pregnant or unless they were a girl in there previous life it they won't get it.The sooner I realised that the easier it was.
The first hangover.
So its been over a year since I've had a hang over. forgotten what it feels like. I did go out with a bang the year before so I had a small reminder of the pain.
Rusty w10 launch was last week and since stopped breastfeeding so I'm thinking I'm ready for a small step in going out. baby steps as it also a school night. babysitter is organised.
My face hurts from smiling. So nice to be out socialising and seeing live music. It's been over a year since I've tasted a JD and coke and worn heels. feel like I have a little bit of the ol' soph back. have 4 JDs and by 11pm I am throwing up in the toilets. The new Soph is a Lightweight.
Home by 12, feeling ok just tired and I swear Duke knows I've been out as he proceeded to wake 4 times which is unusual for him. CJ doesn't hear one cry as he is in the world of zzzzzzzzzs.
Work the next day was HARD. the lack of sleep outweighed the seediness and by 5pm I was trying to keep my eyes open but had to feed, bath and get duke to bed.
My conclusion? Enjoy your first hangover knowing that your bub is being looked after the next day. My girlfriends and I are counting down the days till Rotto raft up and kids will be spending the night at the nanna and pops so after nearly 2 years us girls can let our hair down and relax knowing that the world of hurt will consist of just us the next day.
Until then no Ive banned myself -no more than 2 wines as it's just not worth the pain...until the festive season!
Love soph + duke
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