Week 8+1 – Is this morning sickness? I think so.

Yeah, so I’m just gone 8 weeks pregnant ‘apparently’ (I’m still not convinced) and the only real bouts of morning sickness I’ve had where I’ve actually thrown up has been during my trip to London after feeling a little off and drinking a cuppa, and another morning after a bowl of weetabix and a cuppa. I’m beginning to think it’s either the milk, or the tea, or both, and quite frankly I can’t cope with not having a cup of tea as and when it pleases me. 

Anyway, other than those two wonderful occasions, really, most of my time consists of running to the toilet, to almost throw up, but instead I just end up heaving with a sore stomach and feeling queasy on and off all day. If this is morning sickness, then I’m probably lucky, although I don’t feel it. It also sort of worries me, or not worries, just reminds I suppose, me that the old tale goes that morning sickness is worse with a little girl, so probably not what I’m having. After we’ve thought of a wonderful baby girl name (I know, so early and already having a name!) and I probably want a girl and dislike EVERY male name ever, I’ll end up with a little boy. 

Wow, I sound pretty ungrateful. Obviously it means the world to me and beyond that the baby is healthy and whatever gender it will be I will love it unconditionally, but it’s pretty difficult to not have a preference I think. Unless its twins in which case we had one of each, but that would be the complete wrong thing to be wishing for right now. I’d have to give one away. In fact I’ve already tried to offer people one of them just in case that scenario comes into play. Oh dear. I should stop thinking about that.

Midwife appointment next week anyway, a little disappointed that there wont be any actually progress reported on the baby but whatever, lots of blood to be taken and it’s a step closer to finding out the progress I guess. When does this all actually start to feel real though? 

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Week 7 – Time to go to London!

So as stated earlier on, I think, I’d mentioned that me and OH were planning a little trip to London, to see family, friends and do all the tourist-y things. Well it felt like that was ages away, and here it is, been and gone. But here’s how it went:

 

Monday – Travelled down to London, about 5 hours and 15 minutes of driving with multiple stops. Finally arrived at my Aunty Caroline’s and just chilled out for the night, ready for a busy day in London the following day. We actually told them both about being pregnant, and they were absolutely over the moon excited, which was brilliant. 

Tuesday – Ugh, early mornings are already on my hate list. Got the train from Basingstoke to Waterloo, which wasn’t much fun for OH as he hates trains and that was a loooong 45-50 minute journey. Then spent the day in London at the Aquarium which OH loved, seeing Big Ben and the House of Parliament, Buckingham Palace, a trip to Camden (WOW) and then back to the London Eye before travelling home. Quite a busy day but Camden was fun (aside from OH being offered drugs)! That night we has chinese food (and by that I mean, I had chips, rice and curry sauce..) with my Aunty Caroline and Uncle Tony which was nice.

Wednesday – HARRY POTTER. THAT’S RIGHT. We went to the Harry Potter Warner Bros Studio Tour, a big studio in Watford all about the making of Harry Potter with the real sets, costumes and all sorts. It was absolutely amazing, and after drinking a butterbeer (which the thought of just churned my stomach a little), I came back with a deathly hallows keyring, tales of beedle the bard book, the marauders map and a slytherin hoodie – yes, i got my geek on. Possibly my favourite day 🙂 We then went to see my Aunty Vikki, uncle and cousins to tell them the news, who once again, took it VERY well, which again was wonderful and not worth the nerves 🙂 

Thursday – This morning was awful. The first sign of morning sickness. After feeling a little ill, I made a cup of tea (or OH did) and after a few sips thinking Id felt better, I threw up a little. But still – we went back into London. Trains and trains later, we ended up at Madame Tussauds which I’ve always loved, however this time a little less enthusiastically, feeling absolutely rotten. After the first room I was ready to come home. We then trekked back to Camden to get some beaut dr martens Id seen the other day but alas, they did not have them in my size 😦 OH really wanted to go to the Natural History museum too, so we went there and I was feeling even worse by this point and was probably being quite difficult, so we really just rushed around, quickly popped to Harrods and came home from London for the final time. Apparently a carvery that night was the trick to feeling better 🙂 I also got to tell my cousin Keith I was pregnant, who seemed quite shocked but happy. 

Friday – FINALLY, I got to go see Savannah and her boyfriend, my friend since being about ten years old and this was an absolutely massive shock to her. The last time we saw each other we were worried about going into big school and thinking about the six weeks holidays – now she’s talking about a water birth and all the many places that will leak on my body! How.. wonderful. We went for food anyway, we all got on really well (obviously) and hopefully they’ll come stay with us next year when we get our own place! V exciting. 

 

So. That’s London. This morning I’ve been a little ill again, oh dear. These are probably not the happy moments I’ll look back on, but I keep telling myself it’ll all be worth it. Oh and I also watched my first ever episode of One Born Every Minute last night? That is bloody scary and a bit nerve-wracking.. but very emotional when you see little fingers and toes! That’s all for now anyway, byeee.

Week 6+1 – Hello hormones!

This has got to be the most obvious change I’m experiencing right now, an increase of crazy hormones. Or maybe it actually isn’t a change, I somewhat remember being a little bit, okay a lot, of an emotional, easily provoked and unstable person with me usually crying over a simple vine of a kid finally seeing their dad back from the army (that pretty much guarantees tears). OH is actually pretty sure that I’m being crazy and always have been, but he hasn’t got the baby making developing sicky stressy hormones flowing through his body, he;s just on the receiving end of them. 

What makes me think that I’m experiencing this? Lets examine the evidence.

1. The first bout of hormones, was probably a couple days ago when OH came home from work late to me sobbing my heart out thinking about next month’s pay being pretty low, wondering how the hell I could raise a baby on such little money (bearing in mind, earlier that day I was thrilled with the way my finances looked, as they looked pretty promising for the London trip!). He very wonderfully, reassured me that even though I had not considered him in the equation even in the slightest (whoops!), he makes money himself, and will be there to support and provide! Now isn’t he lovely. 

2. Today, after having a lovely night out for a meal and the cinema (don’t get used to those luxuries Rebecca), as we finally arrived home, and pulled up by the house.. ‘Robert will you grab my bag please?’ ‘Where is it, it’s not here.’ I REPEAT, WHERE IS IT. ITS NOT HERE. At this point the last place I remembered seeing it, was hanging up on behind the toilet door, at the cinema some 13 miles away, FANTASTIC. Until, moments later and in a panic might I add, I searched the back seat of my car.. to find my bag. OH just didn’t see it. And BAM, he apologized, looked at me knowing full well  what as about to happen. He knew it, I knew it. I started crying. In relief you might think? No,just out of the sheer fact that this little moment just happened. 

3. Then there’s the general getting irritated at every little thing and everyone, particularly OH, and he know’s, believe me. As well as animals. You ever hear that animals can sort of sense t hat something’s going on with you when you’re pregnant? Well maybe they can, BUT HOW ANNOYING CAN A BLOODY ANIMAL BE. These pets are driving me crazy, and when I leave my house and go to OH’s, his pets drive me crazy. 

Wow, upon reflection I really do sound mental.Well, that’s it for now. I’m sure there’ll be a lot more stress to come, seeing as this time next week we’ll be in London and no doubt these symptoms will be increasing. 

Byyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeee.

Week 5 – And how my life is already changing…

Pregnancy related not a lot is happening. Still next to no symptoms, which I suppose is a blessing. And I say not a lot i really happening, until you read one of those apps that freaks you out telling you little poppy seed is now an ugly little tadpole thing about the size of a sesame seed or apple seed or something, wonderful! Baby’s first growth spurt! That’s a little creepy. This app also works out little tadpole’s star sign, and what characteristics it would typically have as a baby or toddler, and not that I believe them usually, but when fussy eater and sensitive stomach come up, which seem incredibly accurate to what I was like as a baby, well.. you get a bit concerned. 

My life however, has changed dramatically within the last two weeks. First, there’s the obvious finding out I’m pregnant, then telling my parent’s and family and a friend or two (or the fear of telling them, actually them finding out has been much better than expected). But NOW, I’m currently at high priority on a waiting list for a house, and all I’m waiting for is a wonderful little letter through the post to tell me which rubbish form of accommodation they’d like to shack me up in, within this wonderful not so wonderful little village. 

This has got to be one of the hardest decisions I’ve faced so far, whilst also seeming relatively easy at the same time.. that make’s no sense, but my thoughts on this are as follows: 

  • A baby should be raised in a house by it family, a place to call home.
  • A baby is the start of a life, my life and a family ergo, start living elsewhere. 
  • Raising a baby at home with my parents or OH’s parents would be a massive inconvenience to all parties involved.
  • I also love the idea of having my own home when friends/family come over etc.  
  • HOWEVER, can we/I afford this? Things to consider = furniture, nevermind just baby things!
  • I’m so over my head with all of these things, I literally have no realistic idea of what it will be like. 
  • BENEFITS. This will not be my proudest moment, as I’d never wanted to or planned on claiming. But from a different perspective, any help I can get I hope to get in order to provide for a child. 

So that’s the housing issue. And on top of that, I’m currently saving for and planning a little trip to London to see all of my family hopefully, go into London and do exciting things, and see a friend who I haven’t seen in about 8 years, wow, lots to do and think about. Oh my. Updates laterrr. xx

Nothing at all.

As the title goes, I probably have nothing at all to report here. Oh sorry, I’ve been a bit achey and my backs been sore but that’s really it and probably all I should be expecting so early.

Oh wait, news flash, I remember something. Now I’m not a healthy person, but I’m not unhealthy as I dont eat ANY fruit or veg. However, for little bean, yesterday I managed four/five a day! Very proud! Subsequently in a few weeks I’ll be throwing up so won’t actually feel any benefit to it all, but oh well.

In other news, the London trip is still on! I’ll be 6 weeks when we go, and I’m hoping I can keep the secret from everyone, but it’s exciting news even if it is early.

And that’s another thing I’m already sick of,  how early it is, not knowing everything’s okay or not even knowing something’s in there. There must be something in there. I HOPE. Aaah, already worrying about this sorta thing. Would love to be further along and seeing the midwife soon.

The aftermath..

Actually, there’s not much of an aftermath, I just thought it seemed appropriate. I cried telling my parents last night, and I didn’t even tell them, the words didn’t come out but the crying was apparently sufficient.

The A word was thrown about a bit but no pressure, and they seemed totally calm about the whole thing! What a horrible anxiety build up for nothing, but I’m glad they were so calm about it all.

Right now were thinking about housing, and it looks like we both think a place of our own is the way to go. Which is bizarre, but that’s how it goes I suppose. It will be fun, hopefully 🙂

Now all I need to get through is the next 5 weeks, to see the midwife, then I will be more at ease, even moreso after a scan. Luckily enough, were still going to go to London which will help pass the time and give me something small to look forward to 🙂

More updates later as I have to start work now. Thank god for no back ache today! (so far) xx

Commence WW3..

My parents come back from their trip to London tonight, where they’ve been visiting my family, and I’m considering telling them tonight. Bearing in mind the more and more I pluck up the courage to actually tell them tonight, the more and more nervous and sick I feel. I think I’ll probably chicken out last minute, but I luckily enough do have the at times useful, ability  to just blurt things out whether I want to say them or not. 

I say I have this wonderful yet not so wonderful ability, but the last time it actually came into effect was when I had to tell my dad I’d bought, and already set up a home, for a pet tortoise, regardless of him being very strict and adamant there were going to be no. more. pets. And even then, I had my mam’s approval of that so maybe that was a sort of reassurance at the time. Whatever. 

I highly doubt my dad’s going to hear what I have to say and think, oh, just like another tortoise.. it’ll be okay. I’ve debated waiting to tell them but I really just need to know I have their support with this, which I’m sure I will, but this is still scary haha. There are a lot of things to consider that I really just know nothing about, and having them by side would be a massive relief. 

Oh and last but not least, the doc recommended I did another test in a couple days just to see if the line was darkening and this whole thing was progressing.. I’d say it’s darkened. 

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Update after all of this kicks off anyway.