HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
So its been a long long time since i've blogged, a really long time. I guess there's alot of reasons. College 100% took over my life last year and up until June of this year and I was pretty much using every brain cell to try and get the grades i needed, so there wasn't much brain capacity or time or blogging.
If you haven't guessed by the title, this is the first of hopefully alot of posts about my pregnancy journey of baby number two, and I guess it makes sense to start at the beginning. if you need the very very beginning then you can catch up with my previous post the second baby- dealing with PCOS to get a bit of background but for this story im going to start in september.
SEPTEMBER 11TH 2018
The long awaited appointment at the fertility clinic finally came around. I had everything crossed for this appointment, it was the one where id hopefully be given the medication i needed to finally get pregnant after months and months, lets call it years of trying. Trying to conceive (TTC) is such a lonely place. on top of it being lonely, there's pressure, heartache and a whole lot of day dreaming about the future. I was so ready to stop day dreaming and to start getting somewhere. To get the medication i had to get my BMI down to a certain number and and it kinda equated to 4,5lbs, not alot but to the NHS its everything. luckily a decent sized poop in the morning helped along with the lightest items of clothes i owned and i had lost the 4.5lbs i needed to loose to get the medication. I was so happy, i had a care plan, a real plan to get pregnant. I left the hospital happy and ready, we were going on holiday the following week and i wanted to enjoy it and then come back and get to business.
OCTOBER 1ST 2018
We had just come back from spending 10 days in Ibiza as a family, it was amazing and exactly what we needed. Time together and no pressure of baby making [ sharing a small apartment room with your mother in law does that]. October 1st brought the first day of my period which meant i could take the medication called clomid the next day and for the next 5 days. I had to call the fertility clinic and book in a scan for day 12 of my cycle to check for follicles on my ovaries and to make sure i wasn't over stimulated from the medication and end up with sextuplets! [IMAGINE!]
OCTOBER 12TH 2018
I had the scan and I was a nervous wreak. I was convinced the medication hadnt worked and i would just have to wait till the next cycle. The scan showed I had one follicle nearly ready for ovulation. I left the clinic with the advice of "go home and have lots of intercourse"!... niceeeee right ? Theres something about being told when to have sex that makes you not want to have sex. Every bedtime was awkward, it wasnt romantic and the whole thing was a major turn off.
OCTOBER 16TH 2018
I was peeing on Ovulation sticks like a crazy lady and not one of them was positive. On cycle day 16 I had a really faint line, meaning that something was happening But I wasn't sure. I moaned to Ray about the lack of baby making going on and we had a proper talk about. I was being impatient, in my mind this was the first go out of 6, the only 6 we would get without paying for private ivf. He said this is only the first one there's 5 more. This is where we are so opposite, I'm glass half empty he's glass half full. Although something must of clicked because I'm sure this was the day I concieved.
OCTOBER 26TH 2018
We had a night out planned(possibly the worst night ever but that's a story for a different day). Knowing I was going to be drinking I took a test in the morning and low and behold it was negative, along with the.negative Ovulation stick too so I rang the fertility clinic and they had me booked in for another appointment on the 1st of November. I remember telling my friend that it hadn't worked and that I will use our night out to have a final drink and get to it next cycle.
OCTOBER 30TH
I had just finished a night shift and couldn't relax to nap so I was watching some videos on youtube and typed in "clomid successful cycle 1" and found a video describing this ladies symptoms and I felt as though it was me in the video. The heartburn for 3 days straight which could no longer be blamed on banana cake, the headaches the thirst. Something said to me take a test. But at that point I was tired so I napped for maybe an hour and a half got up and took a test and there was a line, a faint one but a line.. I sent the photo to my friend and my mum in complete dispair. I couldn't believe my eyes, literally. I tried to call Ray but he was still using a phone from 2001 and it had died and I couldn't get hold of him and I had to wait till he got home!! I told him that evening that I won't have to bug him for sex anymore and his reply was why? ( like honestly is he that stupid) and my reply was because I'm pregnant. Rays reply wasn't that of a typical happy dad to be because Ray isn't your typical man. He had the emotional range of a teaspoon. He said "cool" and walked off... [ side note; ray is now very excited as long as we dont talk about it alllllll they time!]
The next couple of weeks were strange, I kept peeing on sticks to "make sure" and I was using Dr Google to check every single thing. In the end I booked an early scan to help my nerves which helped for a few weeks but I was paranoid again and counting the days down till the 12 week scan. I found the trimester alot harder than I did with mason but I'll pop that in another post.
[ Im pretty sure this was all bloat because I'm not sure where that "bump" has gone]
So that's the story, and I'll carry on documenting this journey. Something to look back on as I don't really have that from mason. I am so excited, its so crazy when something happens that youve been waiting for, for soooo long. The pressure is off and were over the moon.
Also if you have congratulated us on Instagram or Facebook I just want to say thank you so much. It means the world and I hope no one minds me documenting this crazily exciting time!
ASHLEIGH XXX