I'm 8 weeks and 2days pregnant!!! Little Pumpkin is due in 31weeks and 5days!
This week, my ticker tells me you weigh one gram and are developing cartiladge and bone! How exciting is that?!
I can't quite believe I made it to 8 weeks with few problems! A couple of trips to hospital and one scare, a little bot of spotting but other then that it's been OK!!! That's pretty much a first for me!
Got tons going on this week... I have to see my haematologist on Wednesday, which I'm not sure if I'm excited or scared about. And then in 6days I have a private ultrasound where we will see you for the first time - how exciting is that?!!!
We've decided on a girls name for you too... We're going to call you Liberty if you're a girl, or Libby for short. We still haven't decided on a name for if you're another boy... It's much harder thinking of names for boys because we've already used so many. I still like Rhydian but for the moment that is still a no-go. I'm working on it though!!! I always get my own way eventually! LOL
We're just trying to arrange our holidays this year, it's turning out to be difficult cos normally we go for our holiday abroad in October, but obviousely we can't do that this year, so it's a case of finding another time when it's not so expensive for us to go abroad. We already have a holiday in the UK booked, and are just sorting out a holiday to France but we'd like to go further afield as well... Maybe Cyprus or America if we can afford it - Martin doesn't want to go back to Spain this year for some reason.
Anyway, we're off to see my Dad today. He doesn't know I'm pregnant again yet as I was too scared to tell him as he made it clear that he thought we should stop with Lacey-Rose for my healths benefit... I'm not sure if I'll tell him today or wait until I've had the scan and email it over to him and tell him that way...
I'd better go and get ready.
So I just got back from my Dads... It was a very fun day, until it came out I am pregnant again. The look on his face read murder! LOL He just kept saying how he was in the room with me when the consultant told me to never have anymore children again and how dangerous it would be for me. I hope I explained it well enough that I'm actually probably better off then most pregnant ladies are as I'm on the doseage they would give someone if they had a blood clot already. There's not a lot else they could do and it's unlikely I will develop any blood clots now I'm on the clexane as it's a high dose. It was OK though, by the time we left he was asking me to keep him updated on the scan and send him over a picture etc etc... I think he's OK, probably just worried about my health. It was fun though and I didn't expect anyone to be pleased for us as such. Infact, rather surprisingly the most enthusiastic person so far has been Martin's Mum who thinks it's great that we're having another and reckons we're not likely to stop here.....
Last edited by Sarah-Jean; 03-16-2008 at 02:40 PM.
8weeks and 4days!
I'm loosing hope for a homebirth now... I've been reading tons recently and everything I've read says it's not going to happen. Infact I think I'll be very lucky if I don't end up being induced. The problem seems to be that I am on quite a high dose of Clexane, and it's treatment rather then prevention if that makes sense. I need to be off the blood thinners from what I've read hours before I give birth too, which is going to be a problem as I rarely realise I'm in real labour until it's far too late... I don't think they normally induce you just because you're on blood thinners here in the UK, but I can see they might argue for it because of my history of fast labours and births. Apparently I will also need a managed 3rd stage.
I've been looking around at other hospitals I could potentially go to instead of MK General but there's nothing close enough and it'd be so difficult as I'd have to change consultants and go through all sorts of hoops. I'm just so upset. I don't want to end up in MK hospital again, it's filthy dirty, understaffed, noisey, unwelcoming, constantly busy and you're lucky if they bring you food and water or even remember you're there.
I've looked at it from all sorts of angles. Private hospitals (too far to travel in labour and too expensive if they induce), other local hospital (not that much better and too far to travel in labour), insisting on staying home (but possibly making it difficult for my midwife and making her uncomfortable), to having an "opps" birth alone at home and only call someone when I'm pushing (but then risk my life with the possibility that I bleed out)... There's nothing. No alternative that I can see but to accept poor care and go to my local hospital.
I'm dreading tomorrow. Apparently I should have had monitoring and all sorts so far, but I've had nothing and nobody has told me I'm supposed too. I have no idea what to expect, or what might happen, or why I'm even going. I have no idea what to ask, even though I feel like I've got a ton of questions. I don't even know when I'll be seen - as the letter said my appointment was at 11am but I'm basically just supposed to turn up and wait because they have other "more important" patients to see then me.
Oh, and my midwife apparently called them and asked them about me and the haematologist said she didn't know who I was!!!!!!
This pregnancy is going to turn into a heavily medicalized nightmare... I can feel it. I was kidding myself that it would go normally.
Oh well, whatever it takes I suppose.
8weeks and 6days!
I can't believe I'm going to be 9weeks by my calculations tomorrow... It always surprises me when I get this far into a pregnancy no matter how hopeful and upbeat I try to be.
I had my appointment with the consultant haematologist yesterday. It went alright all things considered! My midwife met us there and we had a long wait in the waiting room... I think we got there about 10:45am as my appointment was supposed to be at 11am, and we finally got out the hospital to pick the kids up at 2:30pm.
I had a thrombophilia screen done. Although she said it's fairly academic as it's obvious there's something wrong with me that caused all the blood clots to just suddenly appear on my lungs. They're mainly doing it so they know whether Rachell and Phil (my sister and brother) need to be tested or not and whether my kids will need to be tested when they're older.
She put my daily dose of Clexane up as well. *sniffle* It's gone from 60mg twice a day, to 80mg twice a day and boy does the extra sting a LOT! The injections take longer too... Not pleasant. She also told Martin to start injecting me in the morning and evening rather then just doing both in the evening and he's also to start focussing the injections mainly on my arms and legs as once I get bigger he won't be able to do them in my stomach.
She basically said I'd be on the Clexane for the whole of my pregnancy and nothing was to stop me from having my injections even if I had an allergic reaction to them.
Oh, and I got some super sexy (?!) stockings that I have to wear my entire pregnancy even during the summer. The only time I don't have to wear them is in bed at night. I'm also not allowed to stand up for longer then 2 hours at a time without putting my feet up and sitting down.... So no more exhibitions for me. I think this might also mean the haunted weekends and ghost hunts are out too but I might just carry on doing them anyway and just try to take it easy.
She's referring me to the Dr I saw when I was first admitted to the hospital with the PEs because I'm still having chest pain and breathing problems. I'm dreading that as he's not particularly friendly and he was the person who told me not to have anymore children and to consider sterilisation. I can imagine what he's going to say to me.
Other then that all is OK and I have to see her again in 6weeks time. I'm hoping but not holding my breath, that they may have some of the results back from the screening test by then although she did say they take about 8weeks.
I've got my scan in a couple of days time... Am getting nervous about it now!
And then my next big appointment is with the Consultant Ob, which my midwife is coming to with me as well. That's not until the end of April though thankfully.
I've got to up my iron intake as well apparently. My blood work doesn't match. My iron levels are actually showing as quite high for a pregnant woman, but my iron stores are showing as too low. They can't figure out why but they want me to up the iron take as the chances are it is too low rather then too high especially considering the toll my body has recently taken.
Other then that, everything is OK!
I'm 9 weeks pregnant today! My little Pumpkin is due in 31weeks! (They changed my EDD today!)
This week you're swimming and moving around which I shouldn't know, but I do cos I saw you, you little wriggle bum!
OK, so I had my scan today. The results were ultimately good but I think this is possible the only time (including all my miscarriages) where I have come away from my scan and cried my eyes out. It was just such a horrible experience. I have always been a firm advocate for Babybond, but after today I will never go there again and never recommend them to anyone. It was just such an awful experience, one that cost me £95. I feel upset, insulted and ripped off rather then excited and relieved that everything is OK.
Martin and I were so upset by the experience of it that I spent the whole journey home trying not to cry, Martin spent the whole time ranting and raving and I am now at home stuffing my face full of sugar (not allowed it cos of the risk of gestational diabetes) and having a glass of wine to try and calm down.
Firstly we couldn't find the new place. We went to the wrong place first before they directed us to where it might be. Then when we found it, it didn't have any signs up to say it was Babybond or where to go to get in. Turned out the entrance was down some quite grotty small alley, and the door wasn't even one you could open to go in, you had to ring a bell that said a different company name and someone came to let you in.
The waiting room was tiny, with barely any seating and quite grotty looking. The receptionist spent awhile talking to us before asking us if Lacey-Rose was our first, when we said no and explained our family situation she was really insulting. I think she was trying to be funny, but it felt to me like her and the other customer there were sharing some sort of cruel and private joke about the size of our family, our lack of TVs, our insanity and we were just sitting there whilst we were the butt of everyones jokes. I tried to be upbeat and not let it bother me but I was so upset I almost got up and left there and then.
We were then offered a drink which turned up with sugar and milk in those horrible packages you get in cheap hotels and there was nowhere to put it down, we had to sit there holding our drinks whilst trying to deal with Lacey-Rose.
Lacey-Rose was an angel, although the receptionist upset her a bit by hanging over her and talking loudly. I was actually surprised because she'll normally be sociable and friendly and smiley with anyone but after a couple of minutes of the receptionist she burst out crying.
We were waiting for our appointment for over an hour, by which time Lacey-Rose was getting tetchy and the waiting room was full, with no seating available for two of the customers.
Eventually we were called into our scan, by which time Lacey-Rose was really fidgety. I got on the table and Martin tried to sort her out with a dummy... The sonographer, who was quite good and friendly, had got halfway through the scan by the time Martin had found her dummy and given it to her... So he missed the majority. She measured the baby, showed us the heart beating, printed a picture off and that was it. Scan over in less then 5 minutes, some of which she spent correcting the spelling mistake she'd made with my name so we couldn't see the baby.... I reckon, all in all, we paid £95 for a scan that Martin didn't get to see much of, lasted maybe 3-4 minutes AT MOST, having been horrible upset and offended by the receptionist, kept waiting for over an hour in a very uncomfortable and small waiting room that was packed full of people.
I am really glad to know my baby is alive and well, but I will never ever go back there again. I was so upset and ashamed and embarrassed by some of the comments we recieved about our large family... It really was like being a travelling freak show. I am only thankful I didn't take the kids.
I am going to cancel my NT scan on Tuesday and book it somewhere else. I've heard good things about a place in Kent, where they actually take your blood, give you a scan to date you, then you go away and come back a couple of weeks later for the actual NT scan and they give you a DVD of it - all that is cheaper then Babybond and I'm told they have a car park and a proper waiting room there.
I'm so upset. Today should have been fun and I should have felt excited and relieved that everything is OK. Instead I just feel horrible.
My due date has changed from the 24th to the 25th... Which is what makes me 9weeks today.
I will post the scan pics later (we got two but only cos she spelt my name wrong on the first one)... I'm just not upto it right now.
So today has been a nightmare... BUT we got confirmation that our little Pumpkin is alive and well and growing appropriately. I thought I was 9+1 with a EDD of the 24th, but the scan showed me as 9w with an EDD of the 25th!
Little Pumpkin was jumping and dancing all over the place during our 3-4minute scan (don't ask!) and these were the pictures we got. I'd have normally only got one but she spelt my name wrong so printed us out a second one!
9weeks and 3days;
Ok, so I have calmed down a bit since Saturday. It actually wasn't THAT bad I suppose, the main thing I was upset about was the fact Martin missed most of the scan and the receptionist talking about my family as though I was the butt of some hilarious joke. I guess looking at it normally, if it'd been one of the ladies I actually know from BabyBond it wouldn't have bothered me in the slightest as I know they wouldn't say anything horrible as we get on really well with them all and I do love Babybond. But this receptionist I didn't click with and her comments were very upsetting to me.
Anyway, I'm not going to go back to that clinic I don't think. I didn't like the cramped waiting room, I felt very closed in and trapped so I think from now on I will go to the Stony Stratford one. I am going to go to Babybond for my NT scan... I've just got to get Martin to phone them and change the venue as I'll go to the local one rather then travelling to sit in discomfort.
On a more practical note we still haven't decided on a boys name. Martin is still refusing to budge on Rhydian and I don't like any of his suggestions. We'll see - if this is a boy and he isn't called Rhydian by the time he's born I'll eat my shirt!!!! LOL Middle name wise I have no idea... I quite like something like Liberty Faith or Hope for a girl... And I KNOW the kids would LOVE a boys middle name to be Thomas after Thomas the Tank Engine. The kids all have their own opinions on names. JJ likes Megan for a girl (no!), one of the older two liked Ryan for a boy (no!) and Tristan suggested Robin as well for a boy (hmmm.. Maybe) and Raistlin suggested the name Baby PooPoo. Helpful!
It was JJs birthday yesterday. So for the next month I now have two six year olds!!! It's great!!! For awhile I had a 4, 5 and 6 year old. Now I've got two 6yos until Tristans birthday in April!
Work is bogging me down right now... I have no idea how I'm going to handle a high risk, difficult pregnancy and this kind of workload. If things go well then for half of the month of May I'm going to have to travel the country working nights, everywhere from London, to Oxford, to Cardiff, to Aberdeen. That should be interesting.
Anyway, I better get back to work. My brain is having a slight meltdown and if I stay here much longer not working I'll never get back to it!
9weeks and 5days!
I am really ill at the moment. The twice daily injections are getting me down, I have an awful cold, and now I think it may be progressing to a flu like illness as I feel very shakey, dehydrated, dizzy, sick, tired, hot/cold and I can't stand noise at the moment. I just do not feel good. My throat is also sore, my chest hurts if I breath too deeply or sneeze or move too much. I just feel really spaced out. It's taken me ages to write this post as I can't really see properly.
Martin rebooked my NT scan today. It's for the same day but different clinic. I'm a bit sad as I used to like the place in Uppingham and I don't really like the place in Stony Stratford very much, but it's local so it cuts on the travel cost and time as it's 3 minutes up the road from us instead of close to 2 hours away. Apparently this time they're going to take my blood on the day - that should be interesting as I hate needles, have tiny veins that tend to collapse once punctured (IF they can be found in the first place) and am a really big wimp about needles so complain tons!!!! I feel sorry for whoever it is that's going to try and get blood out of me!
I am just trying to find a holiday place for later this year. I really need a holiday somewhere warm. I vowed that I wouldn't go back to Spain after we've been there three years running now (don't normally go back to the same place twice) but now I'm thinking it's so easy and cheap and we can drive there (done it twice already) and get a villa with a private pool again. We have a holiday up North in a couple of weeks time, but I find it really hard to relax in a caravan in England - it's just not really a holiday in my mind, just some time away from home. So I've been looking around at Spanish villa's for July/August time...
Anyway, Martin insisted I get up this morning despite feeling really ill and now I feel like I'm fading a bit. My chest is really sore when I breath in and my head feels funny I really need to lie down but not sure if he'll let me or get pissy about it. So I'm going to go and see what he's doing and whether he needs me for anything or I can lie down.
I'm 10 weeks pregnant today!!!!! Only 30 weeks to go now!!!
Apparently you are now an inch in length and are finally a fetus, according to my ticker. I just can't believe it - 10 weeks have gone by already, in a flash! The quote for this week is;
Your big brothers keep asking me how big you are now. And whether you're awake or asleep and moving around. I have an NHS scan in 12days time and will get to see how you've changed since our last scan! Wow! Just wow!The moment a child is born, the mother isalso born.
So today is pretty uneventful. I am still ill, I ended up going to bed last night so bad I forgot to have my injection. I have got a school reunion drink thing on tonight. Not sure if I'm excited or worried about it as I wasn't popular at school and didn't have a lot of friends. Ah well, I'm older and a tiny bit wiser now and nothing anyone can say or do can bother or upset me anymore.
Other then being ill I feel OK at the moment. I've lost weight though in the past week as I've barely been able to eat or drink because of how ill I've been. Not good.
Tomorrow we're taking the kids to a Babies Love to Boogie nightclub thing. We won tickets and it sounds like a laugh - they say it's like a wedding party, with music and dancing, a bar for the adults and drinks and snacks for the kids. Can't wait!
Anyway, I am going to take another belly picture today when I get home and will post it up here!
10weeks and 2days!
OK, so I haven't got round to doing a photo yet. I hate my current camera - it's broken and useless so I rarely use it anymore. I wish Martin would just get me a new one but he refuses saying the current one is fine, even though it's in bits and the flash doesn't work.
Not a lot to say really. I am still ill. I'm getting a bit fed up now, colds normally are only bad for about 3days and this has been getting worse and worse for almost 2 weeks now and no sign of getting better anytime soon. The iron tablets I'm on are causing constipation, so that's lovely too. I think I'm just going to stop taking them - I hate taking iron tablets at the best of times. I'm not actually aneamic from what they've told me, I just have low iron stores or something but my actual blood count thingie was very high. Oh, and I keep forgetting to have my injections in the morning. I told them this would happen though if I had to have them at two different times daily, rather then in one hit... So now I'm either really late having my morning injection or I forget it altogether and Martin is too wrapped up in his business stuff to remember as well.
It's about 10 days until my next ultrasound... I'm getting nervous already as this is the time when we will start seeing if there are any problems or not I suppose... I keep having dreams that there's something wrong with the baby. In some of them he's deformed and either missing fingers, or his nose looks funny and in the others he's developmentally delayed, or has downs syndrome etc etc... Not pleasant dreams at all.
I'm very weak at the moment. This whole thing is taking it's toll on my health. I've had a cold for almost 2 weeks that is just getting worse and worse, my breathing is awful, I'm not sleeping at nights, I have hot and cold sweats, I ache all over, I'm barely eating a meal a day and I'm dehydrated and struggling to get fluids down. I'm just fed up with my health right now. I'm 25, I should be healthy with no worries about deformed or sick babies, or whether I'll live or die this time.... And the further I get into this pregnancy and the sicker I get, the more I'm beginning to panic that I'm not going to come out of this well at all. Somedays I feel like I'm hanging onto my life by a thread and the thread is quickly running out. It reminds me of when I was little and I always used to tell people I'd die before 50 and now I wonder if I really will.
Anyway, grotesque thoughts. I should be upbeat and positive. Positive thinking has pulled me out of a lot of stuff I reckon, from death when I had the clots to threatened miscarraiges.
On a seperate note, I can't wait to start on the kids bedrooms once we know what flavour baby we're having! I have tons of idea's for their rooms - so exciting!!!
10weeks and 6days!
I had a bit of a shock today when I went to the school to pick Raistlin up at lunchtime. One of the teachers stopped me and asked if it was true I am expecting again. I think I must have looked shocked or something as she quickly went on to explain that Tristan had been telling everyone I am having another baby - in April!!! They (I presume she means the school staff!) had been trying to figure out if it was possible for me to be pregnant again and due in April after giving birth in August! LOL I just said yes I'm pregnant but no it's not due in April, it's due in October!
So much for not telling many people.
I don't mind though. I think it's nice they're so excited about a new baby brother or sister. Raistlin was talking to me today about when Lacey-Rose was born and asking questions about his birth. Thankfully he didn't raise the subject of this baby's birth as I think I'd have been lost as to what to say. The boys all just assume at the moment they'll be allowed to be there and I'm not sure what to say to them as even I don't know what kind of birth I'm having yet! They also keep asking me/telling me I'm having a girl baby or they only want a girl baby. I have to keep reminding them we don't get to choose, you get whatever you're blessed with. I know at least one of them will be upset though when I have the ultrasound and it shows I'm having another boy. I keep trying to tell him it's probably a boy baby but he won't have it and just keeps saying he doesn't want it in that case. I'm sure he'll change his mind though especially once we've actually found out for sure and there's no chance it could be anything other then what he/she is!!!
I am so eager to start decorating. I just want to get a move on now. I need to know, I'm just itching to sort their bedrooms out!!! First stop will be new carpets and new paint on the walls!!! I have decided if we're having a boy the three young boys will go in the current Playroom and the two older boys will go in the smaller room together and Lacey-Rose gets to keep her room. If it's a girl, the two girls will go in the smaller room together and the four boys will go in the Playroom (which is what they want anyway, they're currently mithering at the thought of being split up or moving rooms)....
I can't get Martin to talk about baby names right now. He just won't until he knows what we're having. I think we've just about agreed on Liberty (or possibly Trinity) if it's a girl. And if we're having a boy I am going to call him Rhydian (which he hates) whether he likes it or not unless he can come up with something I like more!!! LOL.
Pregnancy wise everything is OK. No real symptoms at all, feeling a bit better now... I'm sad cos my doppler is broken and I'd really like to hear Pumpkins heartbeat right now, but ho-hum. I am still having trouble getting Martin to remember to do my injections twice a day. I am now resorting to setting an alarm for him to go off twice a day to remind him as otherwise I forget too. I've never been any good at remembering medication, Martin always has to sort it out for me otherwise I just forget to take it, so an alarm will help us both!
I better get off for now. Need to sort out dinner and bed!