I cannot tell you all how long I have been wanting to write this and share our news with my lovely readers!
It’s been a long time coming and I can’t tell you how ridiculously happy I am. As you’ll have noticed, I’ve not blogged much for the past 10 weeks or so, because this baby has been at the forefront of my mind and it’s been hard to write about anything else; I don’t like to write half heartedly so I knew it would be worth the wait. But I have done a few drafts throughout the first trimester that I can now share with you all.
About 3/4 weeks pregnant (can’t be sure)!
So right now it is 6am on the hottest day of the year so far. It’s 27 May and although I won’t publish this for another couple of months or so, I wanted to write it whilst everything is fresh in mind and the shock, excitement, and general OMG is real.
Cue happy music, me jumping about with excitement (if I had the energy) and a whole lot of hope. Because, quite understandably, I am nervous. I am so nervous and I pray that I get to publish this post. I am only 5 weeks as I write this so it’s extremely early days. I had been feeling a bit… different… for a while and my period still hadn’t returned so I was trying to work out everything from when I thought I had ovulated and by my reckoning I would have been late. I did a few tests but they kept coming up negative.
It got to Thursday just gone and I had decided to take Josh out to the seaside near our house. But we got about half way there and something was saying to me to go back to town and buy another test. I am always one for listening to my gut instinct and I am so glad I did cause when I did the test there was the world’s faintest positive line! But it was a line none the less. The excitement and shock set in. I spent the afternoon in a blur and eating magnums by the box load (OK, I only ate two but still, not ideal).
Now to tell Sam. He was at work and I decided to put the positive test in a little envelope, of which we had many because the man is addicted to buying shit off eBay, and added a little note saying “the world’s faintest positive”. When he got home and saw the envelope he was like “Oh bloody hell, what have I ordered now”?! But then his face broke into a huge smile when he saw the test and my little note.
He’s a sensible chap though my husband, and we both agreed I should do another test to be sure. Off he went that evening and got me a digital test and I said I’d do it the following morning as apparently that’s when your pee is stronger and the tests are more accurate. For once I wasn’t too upset about the birds waking me up with their ridiculously loud dawn chorus at 4am the next morning! And joy of joys – the wonderful sight of “Pregnant” flashed before me. By some miracle, amongst my excitement I actually managed to get back to sleep!
So I’ve only had a couple of days to process everything. Because one child to two is a game changer! I have a lot of things running through my head and stuff I want to work out and get organised. I remember being pregnant with Josh, I got organised fairly early on – the second trimester was all about getting ready for him. And it really helped to keep me relaxed. I knew things were done so I didn’t have to worry.
Being relaxed this time round is even more important. I vow to spend the next 7 weeks doing nothing; I won’t be getting stressed, I won’t be getting upset, and I will be taking it easy and eating well and looking after myself and this little bub. I can’t wait to blog my journey again and of course, take some bump photos! It’s such a happy and exciting time and I am so thrilled to finally tell you all!!!
7 weeks pregnant:
I am itching to blog but I can’t! I am sat here at 7 and a half weeks pregnant, none of you know yet that I’m expecting. And I’ve been so absent from my blog thanks to the tiredness and sickness and the fact that all I can do is think about baby number two and therefore I’m finding it impossible to blog about anything else!
I’m praying that most of you will have stuck it out with me and my blog to hear how I’m getting on. Because I cannot tell you how excited I am to announce this pregnancy.
Of course this pregnancy is a whole different ball game to my pregnancy with Josh, because his Lordship is thrown into the mix with all his toddler glory as well! He is now 18 months as I write this and he has hit the bloody 18 month sleep regression with full gusto. And I am SHATTERED!!!!!! I am so bloody tired. First time round it wasn’t an issue; I spent the first three months of my pregnancy with Josh on the sofa (or in loo throwing up) and I could rest up. But now I am at Josh’s beck and call and lets face it, the kid is energetic.
Most importantly I am taking time to relax. Not just because I am so tired but because I need to. It’s important for me, the baby and my body to just STOP sometimes. To just put my feet up when Josh naps (God Bless those naptimes) and indulge in a snooze, a cuppa and a bit of TV. I am taking good care of myself.
I can’t wait to share these blogs and get back into Beauty, Baby and Me. As I’ve said, none of you have a clue right now (unless you’ve guessed!) and I just hope you don’t all think I’m a half arsed blogger. I’m really not I’m just very very very very (get the point) tired!
And now; 12 weeks pregnant
So I am now 12 weeks pregnant. My next scan is a matter of days away. I have been SO well looked after by the NHS who have provided me with two early scans which has really helped me with being relaxed and reassured. I am absolutely massive too. I’ve had to tell family and several friends as time has gone on because it’s just so obvious. The sickness has got worse since week 7 and I am throwing up most days. I just keep reminding myself how much it is all worth it though.
I won’t write too much about my pregnancy side effects here as I plan on doing my weekly updates like I did last time with Josh, but I am hopeful that going into the second trimester might bless me with a little less sickness and exhaustion.
One thing I am feeling is positive. This past two and a half months has been so long and I have been on edge the majority of the time. As I’ve got bigger I’ve been reluctant to buy maternity clothes in case I jinx anything. The same goes for looking into things I’ll be interested in such as hypnobirthing for C Sections; I’ve been reluctant as I feel like I shouldn’t jump the gun. But as time’s gone on I’ve realised this isn’t the right attitude. I am all for channelling positive thoughts and energy and to be worrying like that just isn’t helping me achieve that positivity. I don’t want to be a worrywart, I just want to be relaxed and happy.
Instead I am embracing everything; the bump and dressing it, the tiredness by rewarding myself with early nights, even the sickness; once I’ve thrown up I am usually hungry again and am indulging in what I fancy! It’s been a long road and one where I’ve learnt I can’t always control my body. But I can control my mind; I can think positive, visualise the future and learn to relax. I am so grateful to be pregnant, I am thankful every day and I can’t wait to meet this little person I am fortunate enough to be carrying.
And I am SO glad to finally tell you all.