31 weeks and 2 days.
Obligatory bathroom shot taken in McDonald's on new years eve.
Saturday, 31 December 2011
Thursday, 29 December 2011
Not so merry Christmas.
I had magical plans for Christmas this year. It would be our last Christmas as a family of three. I wanted to make it so special for Mia, one she remembers before she has to share this magical day with her little sister.
That kind of didn't happen for me, Although when ever we ask Mia if she had a good day she says with a huge grin on her face that she loved every moment.
After we went to bed around half 10 (we was anticipating and early morning because Mia was THAT excited!!). We was woken around midnight by some inconsiderate person setting off fireworks - really who sets them off at that time?!
An hour later I wake back up with a horrible sharp pain in my back, I think I have slept funny in the couple of hours I had, had. Anyway, I try moving and getting comfortable and nothing would help. The pain was getting worse. I was crying in pain at one point. It hurt to stand, lay, walk...everything hurt.
I knew I wasn't in labour as my stomach wasn't getting tight - so to me that wasn't an issue. After about an hour I go down stairs and run my self a bath to see if I can relax my self a bit. Between 2am and 4am I had around 3 baths. I couldn't sleep. The pain started getting so sore I started throwing up. I even took some paracetamol and was applying heat where it hurt the most but nothing would work.
At half past 4 in the morning I go back upstairs and wake Gary up. We deiced we're gonna wake Mia up and let her open her Christmas gifts and I'm going to ring the hospital and tell them whats going on as there is no way I could cope with the pain I was in any longer.
After Mia had opened her gifts I went to try and lie down. After about 20 minutes I came back down stairs and rung the hospital. We rung my mum (who was luckily up!) and asked her if she would look after Mia and filled her in on what was happening.
I felt bad that we pretty much rushed Mia through opening her gifts so we could hurry on up and leave to go to the hospital.
I quickly grabbed her some clothes and some other bits and grabbed our camera so my parents could take some photos of her opening their gifts in case I had to stay in.
The drive to the hospital felt like a life time. Every traffic light was on stop. It hurt to sit in the car. We eventually arrived just before 6am and I was set up on the monitor. No contractions and baby was fine. They even gave me an internal with no lube (ouch that hurt!!!) to make sure my cervix wasn't softening and they even took some swabs and did a test to make sure I wouldn't go into labour within the next seven days. (That came back neg - phew!). Blood was also taken but due to the Christmas and bank holidays nothing would get done till they was over.
One of the urine samples I did came back with traces of blood and protein.
They said I had a kidney infection and gave me some co-codomol and antibiotics and to ring back on Tuesday for my results. I could then go home.
I spent the rest of my Christmas and boxing day sleeping. It took a few days before I could even get comfortable. It wasn't how I wanted to spend my Christmas but our baby is OK and Mia had a good time - that's all that matters.
That kind of didn't happen for me, Although when ever we ask Mia if she had a good day she says with a huge grin on her face that she loved every moment.
After we went to bed around half 10 (we was anticipating and early morning because Mia was THAT excited!!). We was woken around midnight by some inconsiderate person setting off fireworks - really who sets them off at that time?!
An hour later I wake back up with a horrible sharp pain in my back, I think I have slept funny in the couple of hours I had, had. Anyway, I try moving and getting comfortable and nothing would help. The pain was getting worse. I was crying in pain at one point. It hurt to stand, lay, walk...everything hurt.
I knew I wasn't in labour as my stomach wasn't getting tight - so to me that wasn't an issue. After about an hour I go down stairs and run my self a bath to see if I can relax my self a bit. Between 2am and 4am I had around 3 baths. I couldn't sleep. The pain started getting so sore I started throwing up. I even took some paracetamol and was applying heat where it hurt the most but nothing would work.
At half past 4 in the morning I go back upstairs and wake Gary up. We deiced we're gonna wake Mia up and let her open her Christmas gifts and I'm going to ring the hospital and tell them whats going on as there is no way I could cope with the pain I was in any longer.
After Mia had opened her gifts I went to try and lie down. After about 20 minutes I came back down stairs and rung the hospital. We rung my mum (who was luckily up!) and asked her if she would look after Mia and filled her in on what was happening.
I felt bad that we pretty much rushed Mia through opening her gifts so we could hurry on up and leave to go to the hospital.
I quickly grabbed her some clothes and some other bits and grabbed our camera so my parents could take some photos of her opening their gifts in case I had to stay in.
The drive to the hospital felt like a life time. Every traffic light was on stop. It hurt to sit in the car. We eventually arrived just before 6am and I was set up on the monitor. No contractions and baby was fine. They even gave me an internal with no lube (ouch that hurt!!!) to make sure my cervix wasn't softening and they even took some swabs and did a test to make sure I wouldn't go into labour within the next seven days. (That came back neg - phew!). Blood was also taken but due to the Christmas and bank holidays nothing would get done till they was over.
One of the urine samples I did came back with traces of blood and protein.
They said I had a kidney infection and gave me some co-codomol and antibiotics and to ring back on Tuesday for my results. I could then go home.
I spent the rest of my Christmas and boxing day sleeping. It took a few days before I could even get comfortable. It wasn't how I wanted to spend my Christmas but our baby is OK and Mia had a good time - that's all that matters.
Friday, 16 December 2011
29 weeks!
One more week and we're into the final 10 week countdown.
One more week and its Christmas.
One more week and there is 70 days till my due date.
One more week and I can gaurentee the daily 'When will Molly be here' will start.
We've kept the last sentance at bay with 'Molly wont be here till after Santa has been' - The crafty man with the red and white suite has snook upon us far too quickly! We wont have another 'big thing' to lul the asking with after this.
Two more weeks and we are entering 2012.
Two more weeks and I can say 'I am having a baby this year'
Two more weeks and I will be into the single digit weekly countdown.
Three more weeks and I will be 8 months pregnant.
The end of this chapter is almost upon us, but as soon as this chapter ends a new one will begin instantly afterwards - with us becoming a family of 4. That fills my heart with utter love and happyness.
Last Christmas I hoped so bad that by next Christmas we would have another baby in our family, now here we are. I have our 4th family member cooking away inside my stomach just fattening up before her arrival.
One more week and its Christmas.
One more week and there is 70 days till my due date.
One more week and I can gaurentee the daily 'When will Molly be here' will start.
We've kept the last sentance at bay with 'Molly wont be here till after Santa has been' - The crafty man with the red and white suite has snook upon us far too quickly! We wont have another 'big thing' to lul the asking with after this.
Two more weeks and we are entering 2012.
Two more weeks and I can say 'I am having a baby this year'
Two more weeks and I will be into the single digit weekly countdown.
Three more weeks and I will be 8 months pregnant.
The end of this chapter is almost upon us, but as soon as this chapter ends a new one will begin instantly afterwards - with us becoming a family of 4. That fills my heart with utter love and happyness.
Last Christmas I hoped so bad that by next Christmas we would have another baby in our family, now here we are. I have our 4th family member cooking away inside my stomach just fattening up before her arrival.
Tuesday, 13 December 2011
GTT.
Today I had my Glucose Tollerence Test (GTT) and other 28 week blood work. The GTT is the only exam during the whole pregnancy that is so long and boring.
I couldnt eat or drink from 9pm last night so when it was all done and over I was starving! I arrive at the hospital for my 9am appointment, Get settled into my seat and the midwife/nuse takes my blood, then gives me a jug of Lucozade. The Lucozade had to be drank within 10-15 minutes of my blood being taken. Then came the boring bit - the two hour wait.
I took a book with me but still ended up reading from some out of date magazines. I also played on my phone but due to lack of signal I couldnt even get on facebook... two hours without facebook, Terrible! lol.
I ended up getting a little check over while I was there - Stomach is measuring right where it should be. For many women this isnt a big thing but for me, this is when we found out I had polyhydromniosis when I was pregnant with Mia. That for me was when my pregnancy started going downhill. I was already measuring far too ahead then I should. I already knew I wasnt as big (but, When you have people asking 'are you sure there is only one in there?' you kind of start doubting your self).
Still didnt get to hear babies heartbeat. It feels pretty disheartening to have gotten to nearly 29 weeks and have still not heard my baby's heart beat at any medical appointment. Thank goodness for home heartbeat monitors!
11 o'clock came around and she took my blood again, told me if I didnt hear anything tomorrow that everything is okay and they will see me at my next appointment at 34 weeks.
I couldnt eat or drink from 9pm last night so when it was all done and over I was starving! I arrive at the hospital for my 9am appointment, Get settled into my seat and the midwife/nuse takes my blood, then gives me a jug of Lucozade. The Lucozade had to be drank within 10-15 minutes of my blood being taken. Then came the boring bit - the two hour wait.
I took a book with me but still ended up reading from some out of date magazines. I also played on my phone but due to lack of signal I couldnt even get on facebook... two hours without facebook, Terrible! lol.
I ended up getting a little check over while I was there - Stomach is measuring right where it should be. For many women this isnt a big thing but for me, this is when we found out I had polyhydromniosis when I was pregnant with Mia. That for me was when my pregnancy started going downhill. I was already measuring far too ahead then I should. I already knew I wasnt as big (but, When you have people asking 'are you sure there is only one in there?' you kind of start doubting your self).
Still didnt get to hear babies heartbeat. It feels pretty disheartening to have gotten to nearly 29 weeks and have still not heard my baby's heart beat at any medical appointment. Thank goodness for home heartbeat monitors!
11 o'clock came around and she took my blood again, told me if I didnt hear anything tomorrow that everything is okay and they will see me at my next appointment at 34 weeks.
Thursday, 8 December 2011
We saw Santa...And he wasnt at a shopping center.
Last night when we was coming out of dancing there he was, In all his glory. Santa Clause walking down the street.
He was even wearing his obliglatory red and white velvet suit and long white beard. I looked at Mia and said ''Look there is Santa'' Her little eyes widend in disbeleif as he walked on by and waved at her.
It was such a magical moment. One that I hope she will remember as she gets older and will one day be able to tell her children of the night she saw Father Christmas sauntering down the street.
He was even wearing his obliglatory red and white velvet suit and long white beard. I looked at Mia and said ''Look there is Santa'' Her little eyes widend in disbeleif as he walked on by and waved at her.
It was such a magical moment. One that I hope she will remember as she gets older and will one day be able to tell her children of the night she saw Father Christmas sauntering down the street.
28 weeks!!
I've copied and pasted this from the babygaga updates I get on facebook. I have loved reading these every week since getting my positive test.
I've become a human-lard-factory! It's true: I've now got myself a baby in the business of fat-collection, which I'll have to tolerate since it's critical to keep my little porker warm and healthy after they're born. Also: their eyes can now blink in response to light and dark, and their bone marrow is making red blood cells.
We're down another week, How can it be possible? Is someone constantly on fast forward to make time go as quick as possible? I remember Mia's pregnancy dragging like no tomorrow.
We're also nearly only 2 weeks away from Christmas and 3 weeks away from the new year.
In 3 weeks I can say 'Im having a baby this year' It still seem's like a life time away when people ask when I am due and I reply 1st March. March is the 3rd month, 12 weeks into the new year. Maybe I shall start replying with the end of Febuary as that doesnt seem as far away?
In other news, I think I should make a start on my hypnobabies birthing bits. The affermations have been really good but now its time to step it up and get serious! Yikes.
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