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A birthday, and a baby... |
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Almost three years ago, me and Taina decided it was time to start trying for a baby.
I always had a hunch it may not be super simple for me. I've always had very irregular cycles, and I remember being told by my GP nearly ten years ago, that when the time came that I wanted to have children, it might take a while because of whatever was causing these strange irregular cycles (which she couldn't diagnose at the time).
It was finally earlier this year, that I was able to get a GP to refer me to a fertility specialist, and got the diagnosis from the specialist that I had PCOS. And from then, I had to start taking pills to regulate my hormones and make my cycles more regular.
In September, I had a period right at the beginning of the month. At the time, I was a bit bummed because it meant, yet again, I hadn't managed to get pregnant.
About four weeks after that, so like, beginning of October maybe? ...Me and Taina had our regularly scheduled 3-monthly appointment with Dr Murray, the fertility doctor.
It started with him checking that we'd been keeping up with what we needed to do, the pills etc...and then he was talking about proceeding to do other tests to see if there were any other problems that hadn't been identified yet.
But he asked, casually, how far along in that month's cycle I was. I said it was Day 33. He asked if it was later than it had usually been in the months I had been on the pills. I said my last few cycles had been 32 days, so it was only one day late.
He said that maybe, "just in case", we should do a pregnancy test first before he books us in for extra tests and stuff. You know, just ticking off all the boxes.
So I did a pregnancy test (one of the normal urine ones) right there at the fertility clinic, not having any particular expectations, or perhaps really I was refusing to let myself have any expectations, because I was scared of letting myself get my hopes up.
I did the test, gave it to a nurse, she sat down with us for a couple of minutes while we waited for the result to show up. I tried to distract myself and not think about it.
Then the nurse said, "Well, the result seems pretty clear."
I looked at her, like 'What do you mean?' kind of look, and she showed me the test. It was positive.
Even hearing it was positive, and I was pregnant, I felt like I couldn't afford to let myself feel happy or excited. I felt like I had to contain it, just in case something went wrong.
But the result was right.
Later that day, I did a blood test, which confirms more thoroughly that you're pregnant by checking the level of HCG hormone in your blood (your body only produces HCG when you're pregnant).
The blood test confirmed I was definitely a little over four weeks pregnant.
Me and Taina originally thought we'd do what a lot of people do in early pregnancy, and avoid telling anyone, or almost anyone, until past 12 weeks, when the risk of miscarriage becomes significantly lower.
But it's surprisingly hard to do.
First of all, there's the fact that once I knew I was pregnant, it was pretty hard for me or Taina to think about anything else.
There was the fact that I was so scared of causing something bad to happen. I worried that if I got too tired, or worked too hard, or got dehydrated from not taking enough drink breaks at work I would lose the baby. I felt like I wanted everyone to know so they would take it easy on me.
So, over the last six weeks, we've ended up telling most people we know.
At ten weeks now, I'm still not past the risk period for the pregnancy, but I'm less nervous than I was. Most of the time, anyway.
I've had my first scan. Saw some little blob that is apparently our baby.
The scan was impressive though. She like had the image on the screen, and then just by clicking and dragging her mouse on the screen she could measure the length of the baby and tell me precisely how many weeks and days into the pregnancy I was.
From that, she gave us our due date, which is June 13th, by the way.
She even measured the size of each of my ovaries, and somehow by measuring and looking closely at the images, she knew that the left ovary had released the egg that had gotten me pregnant. Weird, right?
She was able to read the baby's heart rate too. I don't think she actually told us the rate, but she said it was normal. I couldn't hear it though, I could just hear the kind of swishing noise the ultrasound makes as it's moving around.
So there you have it. We went to an information evening at the hospital last night. It was run by a midwife lady, who just talked to us and some other couples about how we need to find a midwife, and how if we don't manage to find a midwife we can get assigned a hospital midwife, but then we don't get to see the same midwife the whole way through the pregnancy.
And talking about the different scans and tests, and about things to do to keep healthy while pregnant and stuff like that.
I haven't got a midwife yet. There is this website where you can see a list of local midwives, and you can contact them and stuff. But so far, every one I've contacted hasn't gotten back to me, or is too busy to take me on.
Even the lady last night was saying that most midwifes are pretty full up for June birth patients. I guess if I end up with the hospital system midwife it's fine, but it would be better to get to stick with one particular midwife.
It seems crazy that I'm only ten weeks pregnant, but I already might be too late to find a midwife.
In other news, Taina had his final exam for his last paper at Whitireia this week. He has some thing he has to finish up and show his tutor, but other than he's all done.
He's been looking for work for a while now, but still, no luck whatsoever.
I've been struggling at work. Katy has been on my case at lot this year, about my sales figures not being good enough, and she seems to pounce on me every time I get sick or have anything at all going on, and so of course now I've been struggling with morning sickness at work she's on the war path again.
I'm not sure if I can quite be bothered with going into the details about what she said at the one-on-one meeting we had yesterday, but she did say she has advertised for new staff, and knowing Taina was looking for work, she told me to get him to send in his CV, so he emailed that to her last night.
She also said that the Porirua store is looking for staff, and I mentioned to her that the travel into work is part of what is making my pregnancy nausea so bad, so working somewhere close like Porirua might help a great deal. She said yesterday she'd talk to the store director directly, but now she said today I need to bring them a CV, so I guess I'll do that tomorrow.
Oh gosh, it would be really great if it could all just work out. A job for Taina, a change in my job so I don't feel like I'm being slowly driven insane...it would be amazing. And then a baby in June.
It was my birthday last week, and I turned 33.
I took the day off work, like I normally do on my birthday. Me and Taina went to see the Bohemian Rhapsody movie. By the end of the movie, we were both blubbering like dorks. Makes me wonder how I would have felt if they had made that movie back when I was 12 or 13, when I was super obsessed with listening to Queen. I think I would have just fallen in love with the movie, and not stopped talking about it for months.
On the Friday after my birthday, we had a little get-together at our house. Jess and Luke, plus other Luke, plus Nerida and Lisa all came over. Me and Taina had recently downloaded Jackbox Party Pack 4 onto the PS4 because it was on sale at the PlayStation store, so we all played that all evening. It was really fun. If you haven't tried any of the Jackbox Party Pack game sets, I highly recommend them.
My brother Nick has come over from London for a couple of weeks to visit, partly just to see us, and partly because Dad has been doing a lot of sorting out and getting rid of stuff at his house since Jill moved in, and Nick has been stressing out about Dad throwing away stuff without him there to get a say in any of it, so he decided to make a trip over to check and help with the sorting out.
Because of Nick being here, Dad drove us over to Featherston for lunch on Saturday at some fancy hotel place that does lunch and dinner meals. Jill invited her daughter Brierlee and Brierlee's partner Steve too, so there were a lot of us. It was nice, but I felt pretty car sick going over the Wairarapa, and then the food took ages and I was starving.
Sunday night I had an actual birthday family thing after work, we went to the restaurant Mexico in Petone. It was really tasty, and I had a couple of virgin cocktails.
And so, it was a reasonably decent birthday. Most of the gifts weren't anything amazing, although Nick got me the board game Ticket To Ride, which I have always been very keen to try, because I've heard good things about it.
I feel like I should have updated this a lot more often, because there's probably plenty of other things I should mention. But I can't really think of it right now.
But nevertheless, I will try to update more often in the coming months, especially with any pregnancy details. Ciao!
weezieishness · Thu Nov 15, 2018 @ 06:54am · 0 Comments |
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