Archive: Jun 2017

23 hours in the delivery ward


I would love to tell you that as I turn 15 weeks we’ve been able to relax a bit, but that’s not been the case! This pregnancy doesn’t seem to be showing any signs of being an easy ride.

Last Saturday afternoon I had a had another bleed, exactly the same as the last two. Nothing unusual had happened that morning, I’d spent it drinking tea with neighbours and friends that had popped in to meet Doris. Lee like most Saturdays was at a wedding, so when this happened I was on my own. I called the emergency clinic which had just closed being after 2pm, but eventually got to speak to a midwife on the delivery ward how advised me to come straight in. I need to say a huge thank my mother and father in law for dropping everything to get me to the hospital.

I was examined and kept in for monitoring overnight. It being the delivery ward things were pretty crazy up there, but we were lucky to be able to get an emergency scan the next day. Once again, everything was ok, baby wriggling around quite happily which is amazing.

I am seeing a private specialist next week. No-one can explain why this keeps happening and the trauma it brings each time is horrendous. We’re so happy the baby is ok, but we need to understand if this is “normal” and is going to keep happening every 3 weeks, or if there’s something wrong that can be rectified.

12 weeks


I can’t quite believe we’ve made it this far. As I type I’m 12 weeks a 5 days pregnant. The tiredness has lifted a bit and I’m expanding rapidly.

We had another scare just before we hit the 11 week mark, exactly the same thing happened all over again at 5am one Saturday morning. Despite being scared, we tried to stay as calm as we could and called the emergency clinic at The Rosie at 8.30am. They asked me to come in as soon as possible so they could carry out a scan. Lee had a wedding to get too so I ended up going alone.

I’m really grateful of the care I received and so happy to say that everything was ok. The only upsetting thing is no-one can really tell us what it is or why it’s happened twice. We don’t think we can fully relax as we don’t know if it might happen again.

I thought I’d be a lot more nervous hitting week 11. ItĀ did bring back a lot of sad memories but we both just tried to focus on the positives. We’d already seen the baby and seen a heartbeat a few times by now.

The morning of the 30th we both felt a bit nervous. It’s such a big milestone to get to and we were desperate for everything to be perfect. And it was.

So now we wait for 20 weeks, and to find out whether it’s a boy or a girl.