Rejoice for the weekend is upon us. Not much has happened this week but I thought I’d share my particular highlights. It’s only a matter of time before I start banging on about my bits again so let’s just have some nice stuff for a while eh?
1) I managed not only a night out but a day AND night out (with a quick outfit change in between obvs). Spent the morning and afternoon at a christening and celebrating with friends, quickly followed by a wedding reception in the evening. I even stayed out until just after 10pm…..I KNOW, achieving what I thought was the un-achievable. I did leave in tears mind, but they were happy tears caused by friends being super nice about our news. I was due a cry anyway, it had been at least 21 hours since the previous one.
2) I’ve no idea what I was spouting on about at the time but I mentioned our impending son or daughter to OH and he panicked upon realising he’s going to be a dad. I’ve no idea what he’s been thinking he’s going to be for the past 14 weeks but he now says we have to grow up immediately. I’ve informed him that this will never happen!
3) It’s been a week since our NT scan and we’ve heard no news. They said if was high risk we would be contacted within 3 days. I’m taking this to mean that we’re in the clear and can start to chill for a while. No news really is good news.
4) I’m finally starting to develop a bump (rather than bloat) and as a result I have purchased my 1st two pairs of maternity jeans. I haven’t tried them on yet so may be jumping the gun a bit but I’m very excited about the prospect of having alternatives in my wardrobe. I’m already sick of the sight of black leggings…..it was a short lived affair.
5) Not only have I ventured into the world of maternity clobber this week but I also had my 1st morning sickness based “real life vom” tmi??? I’ve only recently gotten my appetite for cooking back and thought I’d knock up a curry from scratch, 30 mins in OH had to take over whilst I stared down the toilet bowl for while. I’m pretty happy about it though, now I feel like I’m actually going to be a mother. I’m still not growing up though!!!
Oh and one not so great thing……still no glow! How long before I can sashay around looking all radiant and elegant like Blake Lively instead of putting on 12 layers of Bare Minerals each morning just to look alive, is it that much to ask? xoxo
So, I’m pregnant, have I mentioned that? AND now I have a new job! I don’t want to jinx things but I still can’t quite believe how well everything is turning out. I don’t want to be a negative Nancy but after years of infertility struggles I’m just not used to things going right. Suffice to say, I’m exhausted and overjoyed that it’s Friday. A quick breakdown of the weeks highlights so far;
- 2 x job interviews (not necessarily a highlight but the outcome certainly was)
- Our 12 week scan (AMAZING….but freaky)
- A job offer!!! (Nuff said)
- A successful negotiation with the HR department to leave my current role early and still get 100% of my redundancy pay (I should think so after 11 years of hard graft, ahem)
- Another 12 week scan as baby refused to stay still for the 1st one, so they had to have another attempt at taking the nuchal fold measurements (achieved on this occasion)
- Announcing our pregnancy (finally feels real)
- Discovering my new found love for pickled onions (I’ll never look back)
So, all in all it’s been pretty full on…especially on the pickled onion front. We have a healthy baby bouncing around (literally) inside, it’s no wonder I’m knackered! In between all this excitement I had the dreaded issue of letting my new employers know about my ‘current situation’. Being an honest person (yeah, yeah I know I didn’t mention it at my interview) I wanted to tell them sooner rather than later. I braved it before accepting my offer and I couldn’t have asked for a more understanding and welcoming response. My current team have been fab too. I don’t want to get all soppy but I’m truly thankful for everything that’s happening right now. It’s only now that I’m starting to take everything in and can finally start to feel relaxed about the future….once the screening test results are in. Can a pregnant lady (I use that term loosely) ever relax???
I’m starting to think this blog is a good luck charm, I feel like bloody Noel Edmonds banging on about that cosmic ordering shiz.
Happy Friday y’all!!!
I haven’t been very prolific on here recently. I have been writing lots….mainly personal statements declaring how bloody marvellous I am, in the hope that someone will take me on when my job role is made redundant at the end of March. It’s a good job I’m pretty relaxed as early pregnancy and being faced with unemployment isn’t the best of combos. Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t change it for the world, but talk about awkward timing. Still, that’s infertility for ya! Anyway, if I think about the money I’m saving on Sauvignon Blanc then we should have a fair bit put away by the time the new addition comes. 😉
The thought of interviewing is quite daunting, luckily the bump/bloat can still be hidden relatively well at the moment so that shouldn’t give things away and what’s a little white lie between me and a potential employer? I also worry about getting a job offer, would I tell them at that point or would I wait until my (rapidly increasing) bottom was placed firmly on my swivel chair? Any wise words from people who have been in a similar situation would be much appreciated.
Apart from employment woes not much has been going on. There’s been the usual ‘ ugh, I’m sick of feeling sick symptoms’ quickly followed by the ‘WHY HAVE MY SYMPTOMS DISAPPEARED’ panic. I’ve now learnt to enjoy those rare days/hours. I’m waiting patiently for my first midwife appointment on Thursday morning and hopefully we’ll get a date for our 12 week scan. Then I can really start to worry again.
I also made my debut on the airwaves?!?! this week. I was kindly invited to take part in an interview for an episode of The Fertility Podcast, a brilliant online resource offering hope and advice to people trying to conceive. You should check it out…..not just the one featuring me obvs. There’s a great back catalogue of podcasts on the website featuring interviews with fertility experts like Zita West and Emma Cannon as well as real life stories with people like little ol’ me.
You can download the podcasts here and can follow them on Twitter https://twitter.com/fertilitypoddy
Right, those applications won’t write themselves! Hmmmm, I wonder if the midwife needs a PA??? Please send positive job based vibez!
I’d like to start by thanking Sir Philip Green for the current range of stretchy high waist leggings available in Topshop. You sir, have got me through the festive season. I couldn’t have left the house without your help. Friends please note, I now own several pairs of these so am not in fact living in the same trousers day in, day out. Special mentions must also go out to Boohoo for their range of swing dresses, at least these come in different colors so I almost look like I’m mixing it up a bit.
I know a bit weight gain is to be expected….especially when you add the festive season into the mix but when you can no longer fit into ‘those pants’, the ones reserved for time of the month or the last few days of an all inclusive holiday you know you might be eating a bit too much. I’m not sure it’s even the quantity of food, it’s probably more down to my choices. At the moment all I want is salty foods, usually stuff with gravy. I’d probably have gravy on my Rice Krispies (other rice based cereals are available) if the opportunity arose.
I’m not going to be too hard on myself though, I’ve read that it’s easier to get back into a healthier eating regime in the 2nd trimester….I’m guessing that’s because I might have some actual energy to get back in the kitchen. Here’s hoping.
Apart from the constant rustling of sweet wrappers, this has been my quietest Christmas ever, I have ‘forced myself’ to socialise on the grand total of 3 occasions. I’ve found it quite difficult to get motivated to go out and got upset at myself the other day for choosing to stay in in my pyjamas rather than go out with friends, it’s not like me to turn down a night out. I’ve been assured that it’s perfectly normal to want to go into hibernation mode in early pregnancy so that makes me feel a bit better…..and a bit stupid for weeping over staying at home with exclusive use of the remote control. I think I’m over it now though, I went out last night with no issues (it may have been the thought of a proper cooked meal that swayed me mind).
So, as the last hours of 2014 approach, and only the rubbish hard centres are left in the tin of Quality Street I’d like to wish you all a Happy New Year.
We started our 2nd frozen cycle on 1st January 2014, and although we always remained positive I don’t think we quite expected that we would start 2015 being almost 10 weeks pregnant. As well as being our quietest Christmas it’s also been the best and we can’t wait for our 1st one as a little family next year. Right, soppy stuff out of the way…..soz!
Happy New Year y’all. Thanks for reading over the past few months and thanks for sharing your stories. I truly hope everyone gets what they want and deserve in the year to come. Much love xxx
I’ve had dinner and I’m still running through the contents of the fridge and kitchen cupboards in my head. Not because I’m hungry (for once) but because the only thing that seems to stop the nausea is constant eating. I’m sick……of food! A sentence I never thought would leave my mouth.
I initially welcomed the morning/all day/night sickness with open arms. I was actually looking forward to it, a sign that we had finally gotten what we had wanted for years. However after feeling sick constantly for the past 3 days I’m starting to feel a bit fed up of it. Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t change it for the world but a brief reprieve would be appreciated. I also feel bad for moaning about it and often find myself apologising to P for it. I almost feel like it’s frowned upon for someone in our situation, people who have gone through so much to get to this point, to now be moaning over what others may see as trivial. Yet women who fall pregnant naturally without encountering any issues probably don’t give it a second thought when complaining about feeling tired or nauseous etc (just my opinion, I may be wrong). Why should we feel bad for complaining though, to be fair we’ve already endured enough side effects, upheaval and emotion before getting pregnant so maybe we’re entitled to more complaining if you ask me.
When not complaining (or sleeping) my other main thing is finding a food to help ease the nausea. I found myself eating handfuls of dry Rice Krispies at midnight 2 nights ago because it was the only thing I could stomach. A low point! I’ve actively searched forums and websites looking for peoples suggestions and have so far experimented with green apples (hmmmmm), ginger biscuits (maybe) and Salt and Vinegar crisps (personal fave, although this is probably down to the fact that they’re crisps rather than helping to ease the nausea).
So, if you’ll excuse me I’m off to stock up on multi-packs of crisps until I find an alternative. It’s probably best that I stock up on yet more pairs of stretchy trousers too while I’m on, it is the season to eat, drink (non alcohol obvs) and be merry after all. If we’re to be merry then it possibly means that I need to stop complaining too.
Actually, while I’m on! When will I start glowing? My skin currently resembles that of a hormonal teenager, I could probably get a walk on part in Grange Hill or whatever it is teenagers watch these days. Right, rant over…..promise!
Just a brief lunchtime update today, I’ve been mega busy and stressing about yesterdays scan that I forgot about writing to be honest.
So we’ve made it this far, we had our 1st scan yesterday and everything is as it should be. I measured at 6 weeks 2 days and we have been given an expected due date of 30th July 2015. I think it may be finally sinking in!
We’ve been set free from our lovely clinic and can return to the normality of our usual GP. Great news but I must admit I feel a bit nervous about not having their support anymore, it all feels a bit scary.
Luckily the festive season is upon us, so that should hopefully help us to relax until the 12 week scan. I’ll remember to write also, especially seeing as though there’ll be no alcohol/hangovers to deal with this Christmas. A Christmas with no gin…..imagine that!
I’m off to see Kasabian tonight so let the festivities commence. Mind, I had to plead with OH to allow me to go, he was (understandably so) worried that I may get knocked or get caught up in the crowds but I’ve promised I’ll stay at the back and do nothing more than tap my foot and applaud. All very civilised! I’ve been to hundreds of gigs and can honestly say the only time I’ve ever been involved in any incidents/altercations was at a Boyzone concert….don’t judge me people, I was only there doing my duties as a nice big sister.
I’m also off out tomorrow for our girlie Christmas night out. I’ll try to stay awake past 9pm but I struggle with 2 nights out in a row as it is, God knows how I’ll do it now that all I want to do is eat or sleep. They’ll probably find me knocking out some zzzzzzz’s next to the buffet table.
So here it is Merry Christmas! Best Christmas present ever, the baby obvs….I’m still coming to terms with the Gin free Christmas part 🙂
According to an IVF due date calculator I found online I should be 5 weeks & 5 days pregnant today. Mind you, the website doesn’t look like it’s been updated since 1989 but I’ll take it, it’s nice to have an idea.
To my other half it probably feels like it’s been a lot longer (ps I’m going to call him P from now on, in order to save 9 characters and prevent the onset of RSI). I don’t know if it’s the anxiety of the scan approaching or dare I say it again…..the hormones, but I’ve been a tad irritable this weekend (soz P). I’m normally a placid, happy go lucky kinda girl but on Friday I went as far as to beep my horn at someone who dared to stay stationary at a green light for 3 seconds longer than needed! I know, Michael Douglas in Falling Down has nothing on me!
It’s been pretty quiet on the symptoms front, unless you count the already expanding chest area. The soreness is unreal, sensitive is not the word! I swear they could pick up a gentle draught from a door closing. My sense of smell is heightened massively too (maybe sensitive is the word after all). As redundancy is fast approaching I could put this new found skill to good use, I should maybe consider a move into the Police (not the band). I could certainly give some of their sniffer dogs a run for their money at the moment.
I think tiredness has been the main thing for me so far. I’m not complaining, I don’t need an excuse to hit the sack, but getting out of it’s been a struggle. P might be complaining though, tiredness does not make for an lovingly created dinner. I usually love cooking but I’m afraid the ready meal/pizza aisle in Marksies has seen some action this past week. It’s making me worry about how I’ll eat healthily during pregnancy, one cannot survive on crisp sandwiches alone for 8 more months! I’m hoping this is just a ‘brief’ phase and I’ll be back in the kitchen rattling those pots n’ pans before long. Unless of course dearest P takes pity on me this evening, decides to channel his inner Jamie Oliver and rustles me up a banquet fit for a king…..or I’d make do with a banquet fit for a tired girl going through her 1st trimester of pregnancy. *pretends to be asleep until dinner is served*