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Maternity clothing madness April 25, 2012

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I made the leap.

I walked into a maternity store, and nobody laughed or told me I was being stupid.

I bought maternity clothes.

And oh boy, they are the most comfortable pieces of clothing I have EVER owned. Putting those things on is a special kind of bliss, the bloat can roam free!! (and it kind of looks less like too much creamy pasta, and more like a real belly – though I hold no illusions about it being anything other than flub).

Oh, and no wonder the boobs are sore… FOUR cup sizes!! Nice work, progesterone!

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Just crazy (9 weeks) April 23, 2012

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So today the crazy lady hormones kicked in. Tears. Happiness, sadness, who-the-hell-knows-what-ness. Bizzarre. I just cried for ten minutes because I was hungry and I didn’t want to eat anything. Who *am* I?

First obs appointment today, Dr… Junior I think I’ll call him – he is seriously young! Nice guy, Mr G likes him as well. Long history taken, quick blood pressure check – and that’s it! I was seriously coveting a peek at fuzzy, but it didn’t happen. Seems I’m just a regular pregnant person! He is an IVF specialist, at the other big Melbourne clinic, so at least he gets where we’re at. Nice for a change. I desperately need to sleep.

Crazy week (8w4d) April 21, 2012

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Haven’t been posting much. Typical boring-once-pregnant IFer. Sorry.

All is still good, yesterday was the first in weeks that I’ve felt normal – good even. The kids worked hard, I felt effective for a change, and I made it to the late afternoon before crashing. Hopefully a tiny preview of what’s to come! Because it felt amazing!

Boy have I paid the price today. This is a lovely milestone – I threw up while brushing my teeth. WTF! Anyway, that’s revolting, so no more about that. Still trying to get through this wretched essay. I force out about 100 words, then feel an overwhelming need to nap. Very efficient!

All seems to be going well in Fuzzy Land, hooray! I have my first obstetrician appointment on Monday, and I’m really hoping he has an US machine so I can have another peek. Toying with the idea of getting a Doppler, but not sure if the tummy flub will stop it from working well, and therefore stress me out. Maybe no news is good news?

8 Weeks (+1 day because I’m sleepy) April 17, 2012

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Yesterday I clocked over 8 weeks. Only 4 or 5 (depending which website you read) weeks to go until the first trimester ends. Which I will be so very glad about, because to be honest, I’m struggling a little.

I’m not so scared any more. I know that seeing a beautiful heartbeat has dropped our odds of anything going wrong, combined with my age, to about the 5-10% mark. This is hugely relieving. I am feeling incredibly lucky to even have the following things to complain about in the first place. But this blog is really my only form of documentation, and I feel that it’s important to record everything.

Exhaustion freaking sucks.

I think I’ve mentioned before that I’m a tad over committed. My to-do list over the holidays looked something like a list that should be completed over the space of months, not 2 weeks. I’ve dropped a uni subject that was due to start next week, and have managed to wrangle a second extension on the essay that was due last week, so at least that gives me some breathing room… but everything else is giving way to sleep. I’m back at work as of yesterday, and I only worked to lunch time due to an appointment with the FS (which was fine – in and out in two minutes before I’d even had a chance to remember the various things I wanted to ask him) – then I went home and slept for 3 hours. By the time I sat down to do some writing, I squeezed out 120 words, and that was it. I could physically construct no more sentences. This is very unlike me. With the many things I need to do for work, they are just piling up. Literally. My pile of student work to assess has piled up to approach nearly a metre. That is terrible, and means I am not communicating my students’ achievement to them satisfactorily. And also means that in about 8 weeks, when my major reports are due to be submitted, as yet I have no data to inform them. And let’s not even talk about how much I am slacking off in the leadership role that I took on earlier this year. My lessons are suffering, my students have slacked off a little in response to me not being on the ball, I’m stupidly irritable, whereas I was previously known for my unfaltering patience. In short, I’m not doing a very good job. My house is a mess, I have a pile of clean laundry that has been sitting on the couch for about 3 weeks.

Gah, that ended up being a big whinge. I’m just finding it hard, and hoping that the reported return of my energy in a bit over a month is not just a fairy tale.

Introducing Fuzzy April 12, 2012

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Mr G and I just saw the most amazing sight – a beautiful fuzzy blob with a steady, strong heartbeat of 150. Measuring at 7w2d, which is right on track.

I never thought I would see something so beautiful.

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Ignorance is bliss (7w2d) April 11, 2012

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Tomorrow is my ultrasound.

Tomorrow we will find out if there is a real, live baby growing inside me.

Tonight I don’t know.

And I can almost believe that ignorance is bliss.

7 Weeks April 9, 2012

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Made it through another week safely (I think).

At seven weeks I am:

Tired. Still. How very boring I must be to my poor husband, with the constant need to sleep. Right. Now.
Pukey. This one started up with gusto today. Queasy, then pukey, then pukier because I was puking. What a fun cycle that is!
Seriously sporting a belly, despite having lost a couple of kilos over the last couple of weeks. It’s not baby, I’m not going to be obnoxious enough to even suggest that. But the belly! Oh my! My I-lost-20-kg fat pants are painfully tight, and my belly has lost a lot of its squishiness. What is causing it?!?
I don’t have ANY desire to eat chocolate. At all. Instead, it’s all about the salt. (Hmm maybe that’s why I’m bloated?)
So annoyed at my mum. And I don’t even really know why. Just the usual button pressing has been turned up to 5 million.
Starting to maybe feel like this may be real. Maybe. A little.
Simultaneously excited and terrified for my scan on Thursday.

6w6d April 8, 2012

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It has been a very busy few days!

Thursday was our third wedding anniversary. Mr G spoiled me rotten, with beautiful flowers and delicious chocolates. But did I have a surprise planned for him!

For the Royal Children’s Hospital Good Friday Appeal, Qantas donated a number of ‘mystery flights’ – so I purchased a trip for Mr G and I! So off to Mysterious Adelaide we went! We spent the day doing a lot of walking and sightseeing. Highlights included seeing the Pandas and Primates at the zoo, and wandering through the botanic gardens. We were only in town for the day however, so headed back early in the evening. The flight back was rough due to turbulence, but with a full moon, thunderstorms and stunning cloud formations, it was a visual treat! Spectacular!

I struggled without my nap, and slept most of Saturday. Today we had a family Easter lunch, followed by a tour of the maternity hospital, where, all going well, we will deliver our baby. I had kind of hoped that it would suddenly feel a lot more ‘real’… But it doesn’t. There was a tiny premmie in the SCN… Hard to believe that a baby can be so small. I think I’m happy with our choice to deliver there – they seem quite holistic, and the facilities seem good. My only surprise was that despite having a great big bath in the delivery suite, you can’t use it once your water has broken. The only reason I would be inclined to change would be if I had complications that indicated I might deliver before 33 weeks – because that would result in the baby being taken to the local tertiary hospital (and separated from me).

Tomorrow we have another family lunch, and then I really need to get my arse into gear and do some Uni work!

6w2d. Mind = Blown April 4, 2012

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Yesterday afternoon something completely surreal happened. I booked myself into a maternity hospital for the birth of my child. Even typing that sentence feels like I am writing a work of fiction!
(We have decided to go private. I want the extra time and support (and to not be shunted out the door 6 hours post delivery then yelled at days later when my newborn has lost weight – this actually happened), and have witnessed a few friends receive far less than what I would expect through the public system. Plus I feel very burned by our awful experience at the local public hospital last time. Normally I have nothing against public health, but this… I want to do right.)

Ahem. Enough with the parentheses!

So, we booked with an Obstetrician. And they booked us with the hospital. Apparently before the average person’s pee stick has already dried, Obs and hospitals fill up. I thought we would make a tentative booking then call them up at some point in the future once this whole shenanigan felt a little more real. You know, like some time in 2013. But no, there was paperwork. There was a checklist! (I like these people already!) There was an instruction that I had to complete my booking in the next two weeks!

So it’s done. I am officially booked in to bring our baby into the world. Before I am even sure that it has a heartbeat.

Oh My.

Beta #4 (6w1d) aka relief, for now April 3, 2012

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25490! Doubling nicely, although slightly slower, still a lot quicker than the expected 96 hours. I had another bit of a worry session this morning, felt perfectly fine, not even sore-chested. This will hopefully buy me a few more days’ relief. 9 more sleeps!