I was back on the phone again, well officially yesterday since it's 5:05am, (And yes this sad-sap is sat here lol). I'd been sent a letter stating that I needed to attend a medical on behalf of the benefits office, errm yeah OK, no income how the hell was that going to happen? Simple. It wasn't. So I rang them up and told them as much.. They actually were under the impression we'd got paid, errm no, she spent awhile on the phone with me sorting out my details and security gubbins, then arranged with me to pay us.. now I can relax about the whole financial situation, as I know the payment's going in.
Now the medical on the other hand, that's something else entirely, they feel so invasive, it's less than a year since the last one, and not only do they make me reflect negatively, (And that's something I actually have to go out of my way not to do at times, even if eventually it still has the tendency to creep up on me). But as a private person, as far as my personal space is concerned at least, I know that when the darn medical's due, it will fire off my anxiety and depression. Oh joy.
And it's due in a couple of weeks, which is not as far away as I'd like it to be.
Anyway I'm going to sort a fresh pair of Pj's as I love and live in my Pj's lol, and go for a shower... I'll be back in awhile to post a couple of pics of Andrew (Pudding). So those who aren't on my FB can have a peek. (It will also give me something else to think about).
See you later x
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It was THAT kind of day (Updated)
The second scan
We went for the scan yesterday, after a phonecall out of the blue. Both children were off school so I asked if it was OK to bring them up, and she said it was, after discovering the road was closed, and finding a new route as well as a place to park we arrived pretty late, which they were OK with after I explained.
Both kids came into the scan room, which she said she didn't mind although it was supposed to be partners only, there wasn't alot I could say at the end of that, because she let them in, and even Jordan behaved.. Anyway she gunked up my stomach lol and rolled the scanner over. There was pudding, he's not his, (Oh yep, he's a he, found that out too). Polo mint sized bean baby anymore lol, but a little baby for all to see.. and although she made me worry when she kept going on about seeing an OB ASAP. I asked if everything was OK and she explained that pudding was laying on his back, in an awkward position low down, (That explains why it feels like I'm getting kicked in the pelvis/groin lol). And the scan wasn't clear, as well, as the fact that she couldn't get the measurements she needed to get either. But from what she could get, the head, spine and legs looked good, we got to see his arms and hands, and him open his mouth.. as well as little heart pumping away.. that beautiful little sign of life.
Jay didn't have alot to say yesterday, although he smiled when I said it was a little boy, but I'm not surprised, as he said before that he wanted the baby to be a boy because he didn't want to be surrounded by sisters lol.. even so I got a good none-stop-natter out of him this morning, and it turned out he was concerned for me, for pretty much everything including having the gel put on, but I explained it was all fine, and everythings OK. And he's happy.
Mike even picked puddings first blue baby set as well as sandwiches on the way home, whilest I waited in the car. :)
Pitter patter
I've felt pudding move a fair few times now, it's like two fingers patting as lightly as possible, little sweetie seems to pick as soon as I'm laying down relaxing before it starts up, so on queue as I'm ready to go to sleep, off starts the little 'pitter patter', and of cause almost out of instinct I have to stop getting ready to sleep and concentrate on it lol. It's these little things that somehow you part-forget as your children grow, perhaps it's because you grow up, and go up all the stages with them, and don't really think to look back.
I have yet to sort out my 12 week scan. Combination of poor weather, living on a hill (Not so good to get back up in the snow!). And my sleepy days, which by the way haven't been so bad as of late. Not that I'm complaining mind, but being 16 weeks now, I guess I'm going to have to get the ball rolling, before I'm in the labour ward!
I'm shattered
I'm shattered, and sleeping beyond what feels human. Poor Mike's running round like a headless chicken, whilst I feel like I've done a none stop year of keep fit! Wouldn't be so bad if I had.
Eh we'll have to see how it goes, it might be a case of a trip to the GP for another thing on the ever-expanding-list lol.
The scan went well both of the children came in, (Since I only have 2/3 living with me). The babies heartbeat was pumping along happily, but before they allowed the kids in or even me to see she turned the monitor away, she did say she was going to, but it made me feel bad, all I'm going to say is that the last time a pregnancy scanner was turned away from me it was for a negative experience and in no sense of any word/fore-warning, was I reassured until that monitor was turned round where I could see it. But, baby is happy, and growing normally, and we were given a free scan photo too. The next scan is in a months time, I've got to make the appointment for that at the early care, and I've also got to sort out the 'normal' midwife, but that's just a case of visiting the GP to sort out.Went to the scan and Jay saw the scan picture, I showed him where the baby was, he said 'mummy I didn't know your tummy was that small'. hehe love you Jay x
The scan
We went for the scan today and I had testing for an infections because of all the pain that I've been having, which is possible, as there was white blood cells in my urine test. (I've got to wait until further test results come through to find out for definite).
Laying there in the scanning room they prepped for the ultra sound, she said though they know I'm pregnant, if nothing shows because of the early nature of my pregnancy they couldn't legally class it as a pregnancy.
OK. Well they ran the scanner over and there was 'our little pregnancy', lol. She goes, 'Yes you're definitely pregnant, do you see the small polo looking mark on screen, that is the babies’ sack'. I was so relieved to see baby in the right place, I wanted to cry, but somehow managed to hold it in... at that moment, I also felt a tad on the strange side, because I was laying there eating a polo mint at the time!
The next scan is now next week at the early care unit. They're going to see if babies heart beat will show, (She said it should).
Then all being good I get passed on to the midwife team...
Oh and then some baby shopping, which I'm so itching to do lol.
hehe, oh, and pudding's due June 17th 2011. :)
Take care
Huggers
Lou x
Alot in one week
A week today, I found out that I was pregnant, I've never found out so early on, a part of me was bursting to go to the highest point possible and announce it to anyone who'd be prepared to listen, and another part of me thought it would be best to hide, we've all heard of the 12 week danger point. Well, at the point I found out I was only 5 weeks gone. To many 'what if's', and 'how do I's'?
I chose a select few to tell, and with all but one of them, it was okay. I let it be, because I was happy in my own little bubble anyway.
And then the problems started.
First the pain, that felt like my muscles were being torn which left me breathless, then the spotting, followed by internal stabbing.
I rang up the doctor, Friday lunch time, and told him I'd done two positive home pregnancy tests, you see at this point I'd not even told the surgery.
First the pain, that felt like my muscles were being torn which left me breathless, then the spotting, followed by internal stabbing.
I rang up the doctor, Friday lunch time, and told him I'd done two positive home pregnancy tests, you see at this point I'd not even told the surgery.
The doctor, clearly worried about things, including an ectopic pregnancy did a hospital referral over the phone. Mike's parents were away, (And still are). Mine are over an hrs drive. I was at a point of not knowing where to turn, I had to explain to what became two worried children whiles getting upset myself, and chewing the ears off a rapidly becoming stressed, Mike.
The hospital was the usual, prods, pokes and the blood tests. I stayed there whilst they ran the test results on my blood, the first results showed one positive thing here to us all, our tiny sprinkle sized baby was still alive.
I was made a second appointment, for the second set of blood tests, two days later, (Which was today). For my hCG numbers. Basically, they can help detect early problems or multiple babies. Being in alot of pain last night I really didn't know what to expect. But I was told that the blood test results had to increase ideally about double. And the hospital rang me tonight to tell me that they have, I was so relieved that I'd got a lump in my throat... and I was on the verge of tears telling Mike the good news.
Whilst we know we're not out of the woods, and I still hurt, at least things are feeling a little less threatening right now.
~ Tuesday morning we're going to the early pregnancy unit, (They help care for babies 13 weeks and under that need the extra care). For a scan to see how we're going, I'll update you when I know what's happening and where we stand. Keep your fingers and heart strings crossed for us.
Love Lou x
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