Yet again, a long time between posts! I am currently 15 weeks and 3 days.

It’s 3rd January 2019 and it was just Christmas and New Years. Drew and I spent a week over Christmas with my family in Kootingal near Tamworth, NSW. They live on a beautiful 160 acre property and it’s such a relaxing place to be.

After that we visited our friends Coxy and Louise in Coffs Harbour and spent NYE with them. It was my first sober NYE in a while! I’m actually enjoying feeling healthy and not having hangovers! There were a couple of really hot days while we were away and a cider would have been amazing but other than that I don’t miss drinking all that much.

We got to tell Coxy and Louise the news in person, which we have been trying to do with all of our friends. We have told quite a few people the news in person but still not shared anything on social media. We are visiting a friend in Melbourne in a couple of weeks who we will tell, then in a few weeks we will find out if it’s a girl or a boy! After that we will announce on social media.

I’m really looking forward to finding out if it’s a girl or a boy. I feel like I will bond a bit more with my bump after that. I can think more about names, clothes, nursery decorating! Everyone keeps telling us not to find out but that has never crossed mine or Drew’s mind. We want to know! At the moment we feel like it’s a boy….

I’m still feeling pretty good. Still a bit tired, sore back and muscles now and then. I had the WORST heartburn one night in Coffs Harbour but it hasn’t returned thankfully, it was awful!! My tummy is getting bigger and rounder (especially after I eat!) but I’m still in that chubby looking stage. No obvious ‘definitely pregnant” bump.

I have my first hospital appointment next Friday. I’m weirdly looking forward to it. Drew will be coming with me, I’m not sure what to expect.

I had an ultrasound and down syndrome test at 12 weeks and everything was normal. 1 in almost 10,000 risk for down syndrome which is relieving. Physically everything looked good, measuring normal etc. Somehow I’m still paranoid that something will go wrong… I don’t know why.

The only slightly abnormal thing was my thyroid. It’s a bit underactive I think. The way the doctor explained it was that it was working extra hard to produce the minimum amount of whatever hormone it produces. I’m seeing the doctor tomorrow so she’ll let me know if I have to take any supplements. I also had kind of low Vitamin D, but that should be better now after all the sun I got over Christmas!

Anyway…. it’s Friday night and I’m binge watching Sex & The City. Drew is still on holidays because he doesn’t have to go back to work yet, lucky thing. I’ll be going to bed soon. Goodnight!

Okay, so I’m not blogging nearly as much as I would like. I haven’t told my husband (or anyone else) about my blog. I’m afraid he’ll think it’s silly. So I have to do this on weekends when he’s at work – it’s the only time I’m home and he’s not.

I had my first ultrasound on Monday, 12th November 2018. The baby was perfectly healthy which was such a relief. I was 8 weeks exactly, which surprised me because prior to getting pregnant my periods were so irregular. Heart rate was 167 which is very strong. The baby was about 1.6cm and came from my left ovary haha.

Tomorrow I will be exactly 10 weeks. I’ve still had ZERO morning sickness which I’m grateful for. I always thought morning sickness was something that happened to all women but apparently not. My boobs are a little sore but less so, I’ve still been sleeping a lot, I’m a little moody, bloated, under my belly button feels harder but I’m not sure if there’s a bump yet or not. It’s hard to tell because I’ve always had a bit of a pot belly. I think I’ve put on weight, so I really need to make more of an effort to exercise. I’m trying to eat healthily but I went through a couple of weeks of craving carbs – mainly bread and cheese. That’s gone now so I’m trying to eat more fruit and veg. If it gets too long between snacks I start to feel a bit sick so I’m constantly eating!

I told my husband that I was feeling sick on my way to work because I don’t eat before I leave home. He bought some granola bars, opened the box and left them by the front door so I can grab one on my way out. He’s so sweet and will be an amazing Dad. He’s treating me so well already but I don’t want to take advantage of him too much because there is a long way to go!

Something funny happened earlier today. I was listening to music on Youtube and for some reason it started playing sad love songs and I started crying! Must be pregnancy hormones surely…

We’ve told a couple of close friends about the baby and we just told both sets of parents. Everyone was really excited like I knew they would be. Mum’s already texted me asking if she can organise a gender reveal! I told her yes, but that’s going to be a while away! My Aunty, Uncle and Cousin visited with my mum so they found out too. My Aunty Wendy cried a lot! It was cute and made me tear up.

I’ll have to go to the doctors soon and organise my 12 week ultrasound. I’ve been going to the local medical centre and seeing whichever doctor is free at the time so there’s no real consistency or plan moving forward yet. I will bring this up when I go. If everything goes well at my next ultrasound I will finally be able to tell people! It’s been the longest 5 weeks of my life keeping this secret and 12 weeks is still 2 weeks away!

Well that’s all… I will probably blog next when I have my next ultrasound.

It’s funny talking about being 6 weeks pregnant when I’ve only known for less than 2 weeks and only really week pregnant for maybe about 4?

No one tells you how much food pregnant women are not allowed to eat! sandwich meat, cold chicken, soft serve ice-cream, soft cheeses, runny eggs, pre-packaged salads, anything that might have been sitting out too long! I feel like I’m struggling a bit with my diet and getting a variety of foods during the day. My husband used to be a chef and cooks me dinner all the time so that’s always yummy and nutritious. He’s been really careful with what he’s feeding me as well.

Physically I’m feeling really good. Earlier on I had really sore boobs and major fatigue but these symptoms have calmed down. Now, I think I’m peeing more, I’m waking up in the middle of the night to pee then can’t go back to sleep! I have a bit of baby brain going on, some mild cramping here and there, quite hungry all the time. Every now and then I feel a little bit nauseous but no vomiting yet, hooray!

Mentally, I’m getting better. I’m a really anxious person and as much as I try to stay positive, I always expect the worse. Every time I go to the bathroom I’m checking for blood and signs of a miscarriage, every time I eat something I probably shouldn’t I feel like I’m hurting the baby. I have been convinced that I’m not going to make it to 12 weeks. Even now that my physical symptoms have died down I start thinking it’s because the baby’s not growing anymore. Horrible I know but I just can’t help it. I think it will get better the further along it goes, especially after 12 weeks.

On the 12th November, when I’m 8 weeks, I’ll be getting my first ultrasound. I’m pretty excited for that. I think if that goes well my mind will rest a little easier as well.

OK, in true AJ style it has been 1 month and 2 days since my last blog. I am a very talented procrastinator and rarely finish what I start. Terrible traits which I am trying to improve on, but anyway…..

Little did I know that while writing my last blog, a little baby was being conceived. I’m currently 6 weeks and 5 days pregnant!

For about a week before I did my pregnancy test I knew that I was either pregnant or having really bad PMS symptoms (which I never usually have). My boobs were soo sore and I was absolutely exhausted ALL the time. I asked DH if I should do a test and he said I should wait. I’d done a test the month before because my period was a week late and it was negative. He told me later he didn’t want to be disappointed like last time. Me being the impatient woman I am couldn’t wait. No one knows the next part of my story…. I went out to get some groceries and got a 3 pack of pregnancy tests. I went in to the bathroom and peed on the stick. I didn’t read the instructions so didn’t use it properly. It wasn’t on a flat surface and I didn’t put the lid back on. It took (what felt like) a really long time to do anything so I figured I had stuffed it up and threw it in the bin. Later on, curiosity got the better of my and I snuck a peek at it in the bin. It was positive. I knew I couldn’t really rely on this test though so I kept quiet and went to bed.

The next morning I went to work and took one of the spare tests with me. I did the test in my office bathroom first things and sat for a few minutes nervously waiting for the result. I eventually came and it was very clear pink line. There was no doubt about it, it was positive.

I went and sat at my desk. I sit next to a girl named Ash who I’m quite close with. I wasn’t sure whether I should tell her or not. I looked and my computer and tried to read emails and do my work but I couldn’t concentrate AT ALL! I didn’t last long. I turned to Ash and said “I have to tell you something”. She looked concerned. I told her what had just happened and the concern quickly turned to excitement. She told me to make an appointment with my doctor and leave work early that day. I managed to get through most of the day and at around 3pm she told our boss I wasn’t feeling well and that I was going home. I still hadn’t told DH. This is something I wanted to do in person.

I went to the doctor thinking that nothing is confirmed until I get the blood test. He told me that the at home tests are very accurate and I was definitely pregnant and congratulated me. I ended up getting my blood test and the results later in the week and I was definitely pregnant and everything was normal.

I arrived home and DH was very surprised to see me. He asked me why I was home so early. I told him I went to the doctor. “Why?” he asked. “Well… you know how you told me not to do a pregnancy test?” “Are you pregnant?” “Yes”. He told me suspected because I had been saying over and over again how much my boobs hurt! There was no dramatic, over-the-top reaction but I didn’t expect one. I didn’t have one either. It’s very early days so we know that anything can still happen, but we’re both very happy and just taking it day by day. We’ve told our bosses and one friend and that’s it! It’s been less than 2 weeks since I found out but it feels like forever when you can’t tell anyone about it!!