Hi all, (long post warning - feel free to ignore )
Cant, oh I so remember that terrified feeling, almost convinced something was going to go wrong. Felt like it got worse as the time drew nearer, and each morning, I would wake and just lie still until I felt her kick - and then i would be almost suprised that she was still ok. I never said too much on here at the time, cause I didn't want to add any fears to what Lins and Shangrila might have been having, and I also (stupidly) thought i would jinx myself if I put my fears in writing (I am mad, I know). When I was woken on the morning of Bella's birth, to prepare for the caeser, I was SO relieved she had made it that far, you couldn't wipe the smile from my face. But then even during the op, I was scared something would go wrong with either me or her. Anyway, as far as the caeser went, a few hiccups but all was good in the end, and although Bella went through a bit of an ordeal, everything turned out fine there too. During the late stages of pregnancy, the only thing I found to calm my fears, was to remind myself that of course I was going to be paranoid, but that that DID NOT mean something bad would happen, and that plenty of women were having healthy babies every minute of the day all over the world. I would occassionally lurk on the 'normal' antenatal threads just to remind myself of this. It was like an escape from my fears. I really feel for you Cant - it's horrible to have that anxiety. Hope you're not as snappy as I was in the lead up (my poor DH especially).
That reminds me Littlepoot, I think it's quite normal and expected to have little tiffs with your man, with the stress you've both been through. Sounds like you know this anyway, which is good. Not terribly conducive to TTC though I suppose! Not long ago, when Bella's monitor was playing up, and I'd get so stressed come night to the point of tears, I accused my man of being 'inconsiderate', 'selfish', and actually stormed off and slept in the spare room - all because he ate one of my banana paddle-pops! (And I had a heap of them in the freezer too). I apologised sheepishly the next day. Luckily he knows what I'm like when I'm stressed, and doesn't take too much notice of me. It's hard though, when you're both going through stressful times. Anyway, good luck with TTC - your planned holiday sounds lovely and I am so, so envious!
Kittens, good luck to you too. Good that you seem to conceive do quick. When does your mum have her scan? My MIL left for Melbourne yesterday to have follow-up scans for lung cancer (small cell, which is usually the bad one). She was diagnosed with it the same week my baby was diagnosed with T21. She got it early though, as so far the scans have come back clear (has another one tomorrow), almost 2 years down the track. 5year survival rate for her kind of cancer is only 15%, but I figure why should she not be one of those 15%? She may not be good when it comes to dealing with grief, but in all other respects, she is such a good MIL, I would be lost without her. All the best for your mum. Sounds like she gets very good care where she is.
Katie, glad you had a fun weekend (couldn't imagine you NOT having fun), and that you got to share your news, and story, with your friends. Probably good that your tummy isn't huge with the burlesque dancing and all! Not that pregnant mama's can't be hot of course
Well seeing I've prattled on so much, it'll have to be a quick update on Bella I suppose. What, can I say, Bella truly is bella. She's pretty good most of the time - as long as she is getting what she wants when she wants it, there is no problem. Talk about a temper though! She loves routine, which I think might have to do with her NICU beginnings as they are so regimented there, and my other babies couldn't have cared less about routine. Healthwise, she's great. Haven't has sleep study yet, but I don't think she has sleep aonoea. It was pretty obvious in my other girls. Despite all this, I am finding it very hard not to be paranoid about her. I think I could safely be described as neurotic now. I tried not to be, but I think I was with my last two as well, though maybe not quite so bad. Hopefully, once she passes the 12 week 2 day milestone, I will feel better. It just brings so much back. Same poses, same looks (except the hair), same cradle even. Sometimes I think I should get counselling, but then I think all I really want is for someone to guarentee me that my little girl will be okay, and no one can do that. Not for any of my girls. And that is just something I have to accept. Feel the fear and do it anyway - that's meant to encourage people to do things they're scared of. That's how I feel I'm living my life. And why I just love that song 'the Rose'. To experience love, you have to risk having your heart broken. Oh my, I have gone on!! It's 2:30am and the 'she who must be obeyed' has just woken
Hello to Numpty, Peanuthead, and to everyone else xxx