waiting

yesterday was my 3rd year wedding anniversary. It was ok. spent most of the day just me and my little boy, Hubby was meant to be working late, but luckily that got cancelled, so he came home a little early. His granma was meant to come up to ours, she didn't, 9pm I finally gave in and started to cook dinner. I hate eating dinner that late, but I didn't want to start cooking for her to then turn up.
Hubby phones her twice with no answer. I hate it when people say they are going to do something or be somewhere and don't do it or don't turn up.

Today, I got a text to say my new pram is on the way, that was at about 10 this morning. Its now just gone 3 and its still not here. I need the loo, not that you all need to know that, but I know as soon as my bum hits that toilet seat the door will do. Its always the way.

Really do need them to hurry up. Waiting for something to turn up makes it hard to do anything. Your worried the minute you start that's when the door goes.

Feeling baby move quite a bit now, sometimes feels like jerks. Don't really have much to say today. 

Feeling big for how far i am

I know pretty much 99% of women feel like that at some point in pregnancy.
With my son at this point you couldn't even tell I was pregnant unless you knew I was.

This is me at 22 weeks my son. I was actually quite proud to have a small tidy bump. I think it helped I was always up and about.

And this is me with baby number 2 at 22 weeks. I feel bigger this time. Even though I can still do my jeans up, and have to get pulling them up as they fall down a little. With my first I was about 18 19 weeks when I could no longer do my jeans up.

I think it might be because my bump is higher up this time although I am feeling movement a lot lower then I did with my first. A hell of a lot lower. Pretty close to my cervix low. I have no idea if that is normal, or if I should talk to my midwife about it.

Tomorrow is my and my hubby's wedding anniversary. We been married 3 years tomorrow. We wanted a Halloween wedding, but the year we got married, Halloween was on a sunday so we opted for the day before to make it easier for everyone else.

The weekend and monday

I hope all you readers (if any) had a good weekend and the weather was not too bad where you were.

Saturday - My sister  threw my niece a birthday party, she turned 2 the day before. So dragged myself and hubby to that. I say dragged because, well my mum was going to be there, and well we don't really see eye to eye. I don't agree with the way she lives her life and she can't be arsed with me. The whole time I was pregnant with my son we spoke once, and that was because we had bumped into each other at a shopping centre. While I was planning my wedding, which was being planned over a course of 2 years, we spoke twice. She knew for well, that I was working 2 jobs and in college full time, so she knew she had the evenings to contact me.

Anyway back to Saturday. So I get to my sister's and there my mum was, it was the most awkward most uncomfortable situation I have ever been in. My son is now 8 months and that was the first time she had seen him.

We only stayed an hour as we had a wedding reception to go to. Which I had been looking forward to for awhile, as it was a friend's of mine and it had been a few months since we last saw each other. She looked stunning. Lovely big white dress, and silver shoes. How she could walk in them I don't know. They must have been 6inch heels.

We spent the night at hubby's parents as it saved him having to drive us home.

Sunday - Well the clocks went back and surprisingly my little dealt really well with it. He woke up at about 6, so hubby got up and made him his bottle, he then played for a little while and went back to sleep. I woke up just before 10. This pregnancy really had taken it out of me, i'm always tired at the moment, but that might have something to do with my iron level. I have low iron and should be taking tablets for them, but naughty me doesn't.

I went shopping with the in-laws while hubby took our son to his granma's to make sure she didn't need anything, as we had a storm due that night. she knew nothing of the storm and her being her said she didn't need anything and that she would be alright. while hubby was doing that, I brought my first baby buy for baby number 2. A blue mosey basket bedding set.

Monday - We had our storm. It flooded the main road, it was pretty windy this morning and a few trees on the way to hubby's work had fallen down. I think we were pretty lucky compared to some areas of my home county Hampshire. The Isle of White got it pretty bad. some areas saw 90mph winds. The worst storm we've had in years the news has said. So far 4 people have died. From what I have heard the storm of 87 was worse then that, but we haven't really had a storm since, so yea I guess you can say the storm we've just had is the worse we've had in years. At least this time we had a warning, they didn't then.

I made home made chunky chicken soup today. My son seemed to enjoy it, he struggled a bit with the chicken though. but he's 8 months so he's not use to chunks. I am one happy mummy though, he enjoyed something I made from scratch.

Leaving the house

Ok so yesterday I forgot to add some things to the pregnancy so far part of my blog. Didn't miss much so this won't be a long post like the first one was.
So when I was 11 weeks, I lost my plug. Even though I was induced with my son and never saw my plug, I knew what it looked like by the amount of posts I had read on a baby forum about what they look like. A clear jelly like discharge with a blood tinge to it, what scared me more was the blood spots after. I instantly shouted for my hubby, as I wasn't cramping we decided to wait it out.
The next morning I woke up with cramping. As it was the weekend I couldn't phone my doctor, so phoned my out of hours doctors. I was then directed to another number,  who told me to go to my local out of hours clinic. luckily at that point I had only had the 2 spots of blood, it was the cramping that was scaring me.
When I got there of course they asked me about the amount of blood, what the cramping is like etc etc. The doctor that saw said that she'll try and see if she could find a heartbeat, but not to worry if she doesn't as I am still early on, so it maybe hard to find. I layed there scared, knowing that I still had to wait 2 days for my 12 week scan and that it was going to be the longest 2 days of my life.
I heard it, the sound every mum to be loves to hear. My baby's heartbeat.

Ok so now to today's actual post.
You maybe wondering why I've called it leaving the house.
Well, since I was about 16 weeks I've been suffering from dizzy spells that leave me feeling faint, sick and pretty heavy headed. I've only had them 4 times during the pregnancy, but every time I've had one (apart from one) I've been outside, luckily everytime I've been with someone.
Its got me scared of going out on my own, in case the one time it actually leads me to fainting i'm on my own. I've had on where I have been on my own, but I was in the house and sat down.
I have low blood pressure and low iron so I don't think that helps. So all that has left me not wanting to leave the house on my own. Pretty silly really.

The pregnancy so far

Hopefully my last post did not bore you too much. I know it was a very long post.
This one won't be as long, I promise.

Ok so if you read my last post, you know how long it took to fall pregnant with my son and why I had to have a section, and that my doctor gave the go ahead to start trying when my little boy turned 3 months.

So a little before my son turned 3 months I went on Amazon and brought a load of cheap ovulation tests and pregnancy tests. We decided we wouldn't use the Conceive Plus just as. We thought it would take a while to fall pregnant again. I started to get disheartened when I got to cycle day 14 and I still hadn't had a positive ovulation test. I was temping as well so I would know if I was actually ovulating or not. Cycle day 18 I finally got a positive ovulation test.

I started using pregnancy tests and tracking my symptoms when I was 3dpo. I thought I have quite a few tests so why not. When I was about 3 weeks the nausea and headaches started. At 9dpo I got a very very faint positive pregnancy test. It slowly got darker and at 12dpo it got dark enough for my husband to see. The next day I tested with a digital test and sure enough, those words came up 11 months after finding out I was pregnant with my son. Pregnant.

I booked an appointment to see my doctor to get the pregnancy confirmed. The first thing he asked when I told him was "was it planned". Of course it was. Was expecting it to happen first time, but it was planned.

When I was 4 and a half weeks, the morning sickness started. 10 times worse then it was with my son. It got to the point where I could not leave the house as I always felt sick. I was being sick 3 to 4 times a day. When I was 6 weeks and after losing 10lbs, I went to see my doctor. I asked about being put on anti-sickness tablets. To which he agreed.

The tablets helped. Didn't stop me from feeling sick and being sick, but it reduced the amount of times I was being sick and how often I felt sick. It was about 17 weeks before my morning sickness stopped. Also the time my Braxton Hicks started. At this point I started worrying that I hadn't felt the baby move yet. I had at that point with my son. It was about a week later when I first felt the baby move.

A few weeks later we had the 20 week scan. we also found out the gender. It's another boy.
I'm now almost 22 weeks, and he's moving round quite a bit more the last few days. I've only been sick a few times since my morning sickness stopped. I don't take my tablets for it anymore.

So that's about it for the pregnancy so far, not really much to tell. I'll post again in a few days.

About me, my last pregnancy ( very long)

Hi, I'm Steph.
Welcome to my blog.
I'm 25 and pregnant with my 2nd. I am married to one of the best but annoying man you'll ever meet. He is one of those guys you either get on with or you don't. He's 23, 24 next month. We've been married 3 years at the end of the month. Its gone surprisingly quick.
We meet through my sister when I was 17. I always told myself I've never date one of her friends and I ended up marrying one.
In June 2010 we decided that as it wasn't long before we were due to get married and we knew it wouldn't happen straight away, we'd start trying for our first. A few months after trying I was getting stomach pains, so I went to the doctor about them, as it was everyday I was getting them. My doctor sent me for a scan to find out what was going on and did some blood work. My bloods came back normal, but my scan showed I had PCO. I was told because of the it maybe tricky for me to get pregnant. We knew it would be because my periods were all over the place.
After we got married I started using ovulation tests, not very helpful when you don't know when your going to ovulate.

 After a year of trying, and 2 moves we went to my doctor (at this point it was a different doctor because of the move) We told him we had been trying a year and we still hadn't fallen pregnant. He sent my husband to do a sperm test and me to do some more blood work. My blood work came back normal, so my doctor said I don't have PCO. My husband's sperm test results came back normal also but the lower end of normal. My doctor then told us, if in a year we still hadn't fallen pregnant we were to go back and he do some more tests.

After Christmas 2011 I started doing some research to see what could help us fall pregnant without having to go to the doctors. I came across a few people talking about Conceive Plus lube. In February 2012 we tried the Conceive Plus, and I feel pregnant. When I saw a positive test result I was over the moon, so I did another 2, they came out positive as well. Only problem was all 3 were really faint and weren't getting darker. I was in so much pain for 2 weeks, and when I was shy of 5 weeks I lost my baby. Needless to say I was heartbroken. I knew something wasn't right when the lines weren't getting darker and because of the pain I was in.

I never went to the doctor about it because the line never got dark enough for me to go. That chemical pregnancy helped to regulate my periods, from that point I started having one every month.
In June that year, we tried using the lube again the whole time using ovulation tests. I was due on on my 24th birthday and never thought it would happen. we said it was going to be our last time trying and if this didn't work then instead of going to my doctor we'd go straight to our local fertility ward.

4 days before my birthday before going to bed I decided to use my last ovulation test. I had heard that it could also detect pregnancy. I was shocked to see it was positive, and a real strong one at that. So the next morning I did a pregnancy test. I did the test thinking nothing of it. while waiting for the time limit I started getting ready for work. When I went back to the test the biggest smile came across my face. It was positive. It was faint but it was there. I took a photo of the test and sent it to my husband. He says he went round showing everyone asking if they could see the line too.

When I got to work that day, I brought a load more pregnancy tests. I had to make sure that other brands came out positive as well. I brought enough to do one everyday for a week. I loved watching the lines get darker. And on the digital the words Pregnant 2-3 coming up. It was the best feeling ever.

The pregnancy went well. I had morning sickness but it wasn't that bad. I had nausea pretty much through out the pregnancy. I did have quite a bit of restless leg, by the end it just got to the point where I just wanted my baby, my back was in so much pain, most nights I was on all fours with my husband rubbing my back. I got to 34 weeks before there was a problem detected. My husband told my midwife that my bump had not grown in a month. When she measured my bump, it measured 29cm. 29 weeks. A week later I had a scan. My baby was measuring 33 weeks when he should have been measuring 35. I was sent to see a consultant a few days later. It was there I was told they wanted to induce me. A it was a Friday and I had to have steroids it would be at least the Wednesday before I would be induced. The weekend everyone went out and got us a load of tiny baby clothes. I re packed my hospital bag. On the Monday I had my first lot of steroids the Tuesday I had my second. On the Wednesday I went in to be induced. After a waiting a few hours, I get told that I couldn't get induced that day as there were no beds available for if my baby was to need.

On the Thursday, 36+4 weeks at 9am the process of induction was started. I joined by my husband 20 minutes later. I was told to help get things started walking up and down the stairs would help. So me and the husband went down to the shop they had there at the hospital. I got a Slush Puppy as I thought it would help when things got going. It was about 30 minutes to an hour before the pains started. At first it was just like period pains. They didn't come and go.
6 hours after having the first passerine I had the second. That really got things going. The pain got more intense, It felt like my hips were being ripped apart. The contractions start. Every 5 minutes or so. I had to have pethadean because the pain was that intense. It pretty much sent me to sleep for a little while. A few hours after waking up, About 9pm I was 2cm dilated, the midwife broke my waters. I was put onto a heart monitor where it would check my baby's heart rate.
The contractions got a lot closer together.  28 seconds apart to precise. About an hour after having my waters broken I was told I would have to have a C-section. My baby was getting distressed.
I was prepped for the section, it didn't feel like I was in there a long time. My first baby, A baby boy was born at 11:32pm on February 28th 2013, weighing 4lb 6oz. He was tiny. Even the tiny baby clothes that people had got didn't fit him.

Other then not being able to control his blood sugar levels and his temperature. They told me it was unlikely he's be coming home with me. Which I was heartbroken about. On the Saturday after the section both me and my baby boy came home. We spent a few days at my husband's parents while I recovered a little. When he was 2 weeks old we decided we wanted another. At my 6 week check up, we spoke to my doctor about trying again when our little boy was 3 months. I explained I had done some research about fallen pregnant after a section, and he gave us the go ahead.

To read about how long it took to fall pregnant and how the pregnancy so far has gone read my next blog.