Hi ladies!!!!!!!!!
Im baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!!!
So sorry ive been MIA. Had stuff going on for the first part of the year but im back now to terrorise you!!!
Thanks so much for the updates and info and im about to do the same so you know a little bit more about me now
Grats on the new job to the fella Laura! Such good news and will defo help you get that home sorted!!
Teenah id get to the docs and get some bloods pulled. Some women ive read were unable to get positives on a hpt, but there were some i read of that managed to get their bfp from the opk instead and went on to get it confirmed from bloods. Worth checkig out!
So..update on my position before I get down to the nitty gritty!! I -think- im back in the 2ww again! I think I OVd yesterday so 1dpo, unless i OVd in early hours of this morning. Ready to go this cycle. A good friend I met through here who has been trying for ages and sadly lost a baby the week after me, has just found out shes got her bfp! So happy...so excited...and so ready to get mine now!
Ok...here goes - with a mahoosive wall of text:
ME
Age: 31
Height: 5Ft8
weight: Im fat. No word around it
Im comfortable in my skin though and i know the weight is coming off slow. Slow being the operative word lol.
hobbies: Oh lordy..well, I used to be a MAHOOSIVE gamer, but I quit that about 4 months ago actually and found that im heavily into reading again. Always loved it, love the distraction it gives me too. Other than that ive been baking cakes and such now for about 6 months which I find always helps with the stress relief, specially after a BFN or the witch arrives lol. Other than that I have been teaching myself to crochet so i can make lovely baby stuffs, and I cross-stitch too. Damn, I sound like a grandma haha. Hard to believe I used to be all about going out and partying with my friends when I was young! My dog is our world too...shes gorge
DH
Age: 30
Height: 6Ft4ish
weight: Pretty much average. Not fat, not a skinny which. Hes a nice shape with nice mustle mass (which I put down to being a viking lol)
hobbies: Our dog is his everthing, hes like a damn teddy bear with her lol. Hes also into gaming and movies...the norm really!
Our lives are somewhat like yours Laura. At the moment we are also living with the rents while trying to find our own full-time place. Our living arrangement has been hard by how we originally met.
See..Matt and I actually met in World of Warcraft. Go on..have a laugh...I did!! I was playing with his real life friends and up he popped. He was a bit of a lost soul at the time. Proper party boy, out with his mates all the time and not really settling down with any one woman. He was known as the cassanova of his group. But you could tell there was something different about him. That there was something underneath the surface that was making him a troubled soul and a bit of a bad boy. So I gave him a chance at my friendship and we spent hours and hours talking and hanging out together in the game. We took that offline, to being on Skype for 18 hours a day. Later to webcams, and after only a few months of knowing each other I had that feeling that we were heading into something special. I wasnt looking for anything, neither was he. But somehow we just knew. He calmed right down, was spending all his time with me in any way we could, and so it left only one step left.
Meeting. It was heading into 4 months of "being together" and we decided to meet. It took planning since hes Swedish and im English, but we arranged to spent 5 weeks together in england over christmas. It was one of those really romantic moments for me (and I dont normally do romance). I was stood at arrivals scared as hell, and he runs to me and sweeps me up and kisses me, tells me he loves me. And from that moment on everything we did and planned was around getting him here. That was in August 2009.
At the time we knew we were forever. Infact, we were engaged before he returned home to sweden in the second week of January. Wed decided that we wanted the whole thing..house, dog, baby. So I basically came off birth control afer that first meeting. Since he had things to solve there bfore we could be together full time, we met up 4 more times before the big move. Finally, in December 2010 our dreams came true and there were no more goodbyes
It was at this time that we decided to hit everything with all systems go. I was temping every day, I found this site, made some good friends, got a lot of advice, and tried to be patient and wait for it to happen. The first month was hard ill admitt, since I didnt know what to expect. Before that had been mostly just geting in a lot of sex while he was here and bugger whether the timing was right or not.
It was in my end of January cycle that things got a bit complicated. I knew something wasnt up. Id had a bunch of symptoms in the first part of feb and I just felt like something was off. I was feeling sick as a parrot on car journeys which id never had before, my boobs were sore, waves of nausea on and off and was tired as hell. I figured...this is my month I just knew it! So i started testing early, and ofc, I had bfn after bfn. I have a 14day LP and I never spot, so when I started to spot from 12dpo I figured hang on...what the hell? Still more negatives. And then 14/15dpo the spotting became light bleeding. Now my periods arent exactly heavy but the consistency isnt light and watery. And this bleeding was. My instinct was telling me someting was wrong, but my body was saying I was getting the witch. I decided to leave it since it was Friday and see how things were on Monday...but it was still the same. Temps still up too. So I did a test just to clear my mind of worry and...the feck...its positive? I called the doctor who informed me that I was probably having what they call a threatened miscarriage so Id need to go in for blood work to see if my hcg levels are rising or declining. And if they are rising, if its doubling every 48 hours since less than doubling numbers indicated ectopic pregnancy which also has bleeding as a symptom.
I have the tests and all is good. Infact, my numbers are doubling. Im pregnant! YAY! They book me in for a scan about 10 days later just past the 6 week mark to make sure all is well. But that following weekend, the bleeding seems stronger, and im in some discomfort. So a call to NHS direct says I need to rush to Emergency at the hospital and get checked out. I do, they urine test me (still positive), they beta check me (still higher...I went from 124 to 1048ish) and all looks ok. But the bleeding is a worry so I get transferred to a different hospital and they arrange for me to be looked at internally and have an internal scan. Cervix still closed they tell me...good sign! They say bleeding can be very normal too. So I let myself hope that things are ok.
I have the scan and the nurse turns to me and says that unfortunately they cant find anything in my uterus, despite having a thickened lining. She says that sadly, ive miscarried the pregnancy. Our world crashed down...and we were sat there waiting for my discharge papers both in fits of tears. It was the single most awful experience of my life. Something I wanted so desperately is being ripped away. I go home, for 3 days I grieve and am so upet about the thought of going back to the hospital at all. But they wanted me back for final bloods to make sure my hormones are going within normal levels. But I go and I cope and go back home to grieve again.
The next morning the consultant calls me. They say that they have news...they are happy but shocked to inform me that the pregnancy is still viable! My hormones are going up and increasingly GREAT rates and they dont quite know what to say other than it must be that I was just too early for them to see the sac on the scan. So I get another scan date. We are so damn happy and I let the grief dissapear and Im shocked but so thankful that everything is ok agian.
We go for the scan a week later and the nurse is really quiet and she wont discuss the results with me so we have to wait for the doctor, and when he comes in he quite simply states that the feutus is growing next to my right ovary and it needs to come out. Thats why they didnt see it in my womb and if I dont have treatment it will rupture and could take the tube with it. World crashing down round two. So I have to spend the day in hospital waiting for some injections that will "make me better".
In the end...I wasnt discharged from the hospital until 12 weeks later. It was a horrible experience, one that ive learned much from, but one thing I know for sure is that I hope to god that never happens again. It was bad enough knowing the joy of two lines, to then having to be blood tested every other day at the hospital to check progress and wait for it to be over. I bled the entire time also btw which was horrible. As weird as this sounds..I was very happy and relieved to get a negative pregnancy and blood test by the end.
One thing I knwo for sure, is that such an experience has really shaped how I look at things. I thought id be pregnant again by now but im not. But most importantly I know what I want with everything I am. I want that feeling back again when you see those two lines
OMG wall of text...massive....SORRY!!!
I should start a TTC journal with that essay!! Hang on....I think a copy and a paste is in order!!
xx