Being Pregnant and lil things like that..

Hey!

Well, a ridiculous time since I've last blogged. Have been holding off a tad until I could officially come out and say I was pregnant - wanted to tell some people first and wanted to wait for the 3 'danger months' to be completely behind us... those months are hella scary - esp. with the amount of probs we had at the beginning - the doc even TOLD us to be prepared for a miscarriage! First pregnancy and that's what I get I tell ya, some people! lol.

I'm 16 weeks this week and baby is still going strong, heart beating well and as far as we know, all good inside there. Out here, I'm still vomiting up a storm, got no energy, have the joys of early pregnancy haunt me, and am lucky enough to have 5 more months to go. Have been told it gets better, so we're waiting for it.... tick.. tick... tick.. haha.

We found out in a bit of a ricidulous way - I'm not a regular kind of girl you see, so nothing went amiss when my monthly didn't show up - nothing unusual about that... We found out at the Auckland Hospital A&E department with a urine sample. I was by myself as I had come in by ambulance because the st johns folk couldn't determine what my pain could be connected to.

I woke up at about 2am on the 31st July 2008 with severe abdominal cramps - I was left panting for breath and managed to scream Sifa's name to wake him up. We had had these before and it had turned out to be an ectopic pregnancy which resulted in a tubal abortion (which is like your body realising it's not gonna work and sorting it out), so we pretty much freaked out. I did not know how I would deal with going through that all over again. The Health Line we called (Plunket Line is a god send) were just as frightened and patched us through to 111 for an ambulance as soon as they could, the St john's people in the ambulance were just as clueless and pretty much just had to take me to Auckland Hospital to be checked out. This pretty much sucks, no one knows what's going on, no one will attempt to guess because it's just too likely they'll get it wrong, so you're left thinking the worst, which I was.

After hours of doctors and specialists not being able to give us any more clarity, they sent us off for an ultrasound scan at 7am in the morning on the 1st of September 2008. There, we were shown something we didn't expect at all, a lil dot on an ultrasound screen flickering away with a heart beat - it was beautiful and crazy and weird all at once and we both were just flabber-gasted. No signs of why I had pain and the pain continued for about a week after that - mainly at night, but sometimes during the day as well. It was a nightmare because we thought we were going to loose another one, and were told pretty much so when we asked for more information and support. But thank fully they were wrong!

Now, I'm 16 weeks and finally feel like I'm in the clear. Sifa and I are stoked and just can't wait for a bundle of crying, pooing, exhaustion to hit us and turn our perfect community working life into selfish indulgent on a new family.