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Tales of the first trimester!

I 120.

It's 2017, I'm currently lied on the sofa watching Tipping Point whilst fighting an awful cold and a double ear infection. They say, start as you mean to go on but I do not want 12 months of illnesses thank you very much!!! 

I haven't written in a long time so you have no idea what is going on in my life, well....IM PREGNANT, currently mid way through my 18th week. My belly is growing, I'm feeling flickers and I'm truly happy. 

The first trimester was not fun!! I didn't suffer with morning sickness but I did suffer from a complete lack of appetite, so much so I almost lost a stone in weight. Weight that I haven't yet gained back. I'm quite enjoying seeing and being able to feel my cheek bones for the first time ever if I'm totally honest with you but I'm aware it will be short lived as the pounds will soon be piling on. 

So you might read that and think 'you said it wasn't fun? What happened?' Well I'll tell ya! WARNING ICKY LADY TALK NOW, blood! Lots and lots of blood! Bleeding in pregnancy is always worrying so having 12 weeks of constant bleeding and at times quite heavy bleeds you can imagine how frightened we were getting, especially when we had experienced a miscarriage only a few months before. I had about 4 scans before our official 12 week scan all showing a very happy little bean looking baby in there. I also had a very up close and personal appointment with a dr, that was NOT fun! But even with all those visits they never got to the bottom of the issue, I had just decided my body liked to scare the shit out of us! Touch wood all that has stopped now, woohoo!! 

So you can just imagine how happy we were when our 12 week scan rolled around and displayed this very active baby in my belly, so active in fact the ultrasound lady kept pushing on my belly like it was a trampoline so she could get some measurements done. I'm not going to lie to you and I'm not sure if any first time mums to be felt or feel this way but all the pregnancy people you see talk as though you understand the terminology. Maybe I should read some books but at one midwife appointment the receptionist asked if I had registered? Registered for what? I still don't know to this day what the heck that woman was on about. At our 12 week scan the ultrasound lady, who spoke very fast told me to go to another area for bloods as if I knew where she was on about, err lady it's a hospital I haven't got a clue! And I always feel stupid because I have to annoyingly ask what they are on about and I just know my face has that gormless glaze over it. I need to work on that. 

Anyway, right now we are in the waiting period between scans, about 3 weeks until our gender scan (I feel like baby is a girl) these are weeks I'm wishing away because I just want to see our baby again. We also are battling when to start buying stuff, we went into Mothercare and Mamas and Papas the other day...my god, I've never felt so overwhelmed in my life! I had to leave, I couldn't bare it, all these couples walking around like experts whilst there was us shocked at the prices, with our gormless terrified faces on and not knowing what the hell was essential stuff and what was just extras. And do not get me started on prams!! Bloody hell why are they all different shaped? Why are the prams of the couples walking around nothing like the ones on sale? How do you know what is right? Good god!!!! See I'm getting in a tizz just rethinking about it! I think we will have to go back with a parent for support! 

So now that I've got my blood pressure raised with the memories of that trip the other day I'm going to wrap this post up. 

That's what's new with me, I hope you all had a lovely Christmas and New Year. I'm going to continue my evening of lying down feeling ill, thumbs up to that!



Much love
Beth xx 

bethsblog90@gmail.com 

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