Requesting referral to a fertility clinic

Massively late to update, but am delighted to be able to announce that baby Frettchen was born on the 15th Feb, just one day before his due date.

Contractions started on the morning of the 14th and eased off a few times before the afternoon of the 15th when they were frequent enough for hospital to want me to come in. Contractions ramped up further once in hospital until starting active labour at 19:10. Six minutes later and my baby boy was born. He wasn't hanging around!

We've been home since the day after he was born, and are working out all this sleeping and feeding stuff.

Post-Xmas update;

I'm still around, not had much to say, but will make sure I return another time or two to give this thread an ending, once the time comes.

36+1 today, saw MW yesterday and all is well. Baby is head down but not engaged yet. Heartbeat is all good, movements are regular, all seems to be going well. Had to have a growth scan after my 34 week appt as my bump was measuring small, but scan showed baby was all good and well proportioned and nicely within the normal range, weighing at the time about 5lb, so just turned out to be an afternoon off work, and a sneak peek at the youngling.

Just counting down the last days of work, ML starts on Monday (well, on Friday at 6pm, but won't sink in until Monday morning) and I am bloomin' well looking forward to doing a whole heap of sleeping and as little else as possible until the big day arrives. Bags are packed, just need to make sure the car seat and going home pramsuit are somewhere obvious for when I need someone to collect them and then bring me and baby home. When do the nerves kick in? I don't know whether I'm in denial, or am genuinely chilled out about the whole thing.

Have GP appt at 38 weeks, then back to the MW for 40 weeks. I think I'd expected more appointments this late in the game, but as there's nothing worrying going on with baby or me it's actually kind of reassuring that they don't want to be constantly monitoring me. MW mentioned that she would likely offer a sweep at the 40 week appt (which would be the first time in going there that she'll have done a physical exam - so far it's been pee pots and palpating/measuring my belly), and also that we'd book an induction that day, as is standard for this area, but most women don't keep that appt, so it's not a portent of expecting to go way overdue.

Seems almost unbelievable that I'm only 4 weeks away from my due date, and that within the next 6 weeks (at the most) I will become a mum and that there'll be a whole actual baby for me to be responsible for.

Congrats dizzy, I wish much boringness upon you for the duration of your pregnancy! All textbook all the time, that's my current motto.

Thanks for all the well-wishing. Huge apologies for abandoning this thread, I completely didn't mean to!

Anyhoo, just popping my head above the parapet to say that I'm now 26+6 and all is well; I'm having what appears thus far to be a beautifully normal and boring pregnancy. Couldn't have asked for more. Bump is growing, baby is kicking, and I'm flipping exhausted all the time, but I'm really not complaining! Well, not too much at least.

11+1 update (because I'm failing at the weekly updates, and things aren't really happening weekly at the mo.)

Life sans Cyclogest is wonderful! Well, mostly. The constant queasiness and food aversion is gone. Sleep is my new issue; between having a young puppy, and having a sleep-averse bladder I'm not often getting a full 8 hours sleep. Last night was particularly fun as I woke up to pee at 12 (after sleeping for about 45 mins) then was up with a bad tummy at 2:30, up again to pee at 4am, then finally got almost 4 hours of sleep before waking at 8am. so yeah; shattered all the time.

I lost a bit of weight on the Cyclogest, but expect to put that right back on now I like food again! I've got the beginning of a bump, although to untrained eyes I imagine I just look like I've been eating too much! Anything tight around my belly is starting to annoy me, but otherwise I'm still in normal clothes and still keeping the secret amongst work colleagues.

I'm just waiting for my scan appointment letter. Still plenty of time until the scan window, so am not worried, but would quite like it to come soon. Am away this weekend, so will start to make a little noise next week if it's not come through.

Finished the Cyclogest pessaries last week and I'm finally feeling a bit more human; my appetite's coming back. I am getting the pregnancy rage; irritability over small slights, but am trying to keep a handle on that. I'm still tired pretty much all of the time, but I guess that's something to get used to?

I told my boss last week. She was surprised, but has been really supportive; in a rare moment of just the two of us in the office she asked how I was doing etc. I'm not telling anyone else until after the 12-14 week scan, so it's good to have one person in the loop, just in case anything happens. I'm planning on bringing cakes in once I've had my scan, just so I can underline that it's really good news - I have no idea how people will react, just because I'm not following the traditional route, so I want to make it very clear that this wasn't some accident I'm making the best of, without going into all the IVF details.

I had my MW booking in appointment last week and it only took half an hour, so I was back in the office fairly quickly. Filled out a billion forms, and have the bloods and scan requests to take to the hospital when it's scan time. I also have a big plastic Bounty folder, with a couple of magazines; and covered with big pink references to Pregnancy. Might find something more discrete to carry my notes around in...

Hi lemon. I'm really happy my ramblings are helping you. I know when I was gearing up for getting going with the treatment I was reading pretty much everything I could lay my hands on to make sure I knew what was going to happen to me. I was lucky in that I had a very good clinic who kept me informed at every step of the way.

A couple of really miserable days this week where I felt too queasy to eat very much, but by not eating I was probably making myself feel worse. I have forced down a chicken baguette today and definitely feel less likely to throw up. Am considering a cheeky McDonalds after work to celebrate the end of a difficult week - the carbs will be good for my stomach, right?!

I've decided to tell my boss on Monday. She's been off on holiday this week, so will hopefully be in a good mood. I know I can wait and don't have to tell anyone this early, but I feel a little security from Monday's scan, and it'll make things a bit easier as next week's midwife appointment is at a really awkward time in the afternoon and if it's going to be a long one with all sorts of stuff to go through I'd feel a bit less awkward if I told boss the truth rather than another vague reference to 'medical appointment'. I'll ask her not to tell anyone else until I've got to that magical 12 weeks, so I still get to control when the news officially comes out.