So the last couple of days have been an absolute whirlwind and emotional roller coaster for me and DP... If anyone's willing to listen to the story and give any advice it would be very much appreciated!!! I'm 8+3 today.
It started on NYE, DP and I had gone for a trek to the top of a hill overlooking our nearby city to watch the fireworks at midnight, was a very nice idea as obviously I'm not drinking and instead took a flask of hot choc and DP and others had a bit of whisky in theirs! We got back home about 1am and I went straight to bed, everyone else stayed up for a bit having a few drinks then went home. About 3 in the morning I woke up with horrendous nausea (I've had morning sickness for the past week or so but nothing on a night!) ran to the toilet, was sick, and then went for a wee and when I wiped there was quite a bit of blood... So I was sitting there panicking slightly and I passed about a teaspoon sized blood clot/tissuey thing. So at this point I was absolutely devastated convinced that was it and I was miscarrying, called DP in and we were both in tears, went to bed and didn't get much sleep but woke up with cramping and a pain in my right side.
So anyway we told our mums and they were both devastated, DPs grandma was in tears and gave me a massive hug because she had 3 miscarriages when she was young, DPs mum being a nurse told us to go to A&E especially with my pain so we got there about 5pm yesterday, was seen straight away and ectopic was ruled out, by this point my bleeding had stopped and pain was subsiding, the doctor said he thought it was just normal bleeding so at this point we started to feel hopeful again but he couldn't rule out a miscarriage and booked me for a scan this morning. We went and everything was absolutely fine, little heart beating away, me and DP just had the biggest grins!!! So so relieved! We went from heartbroken to hopeful to trying to expect the worst to overjoyed in less than a day!
Now for a weird thing - DPs sister is 18 and still at home, their grandad passed away 5 years ago to this day and DP was very very close to him, on NYE night when all this started happening, obviously without DPs sister knowing that this was all going on, she had a very vivid dream that she was with her grandad in a corridor and he put her arm around her and said "don't worry pet, the baby is fine, he'll be alright". When she found out the next morning she didn't want to say anything but when she found out today that everything was fine she told us the story! How odd is that? I feel like I'm now a believer... Also the fact that he said "he"... If baby now turns out to be a boy I'll be completely sold ha ha.
The last thing is something I'd appreciate a bit of advice on - has anyone else had any experience of bleeding similar to mine? The nurse said it was possibly just a haematoma, but she advised us to not have intercourse until after 16 weeks. This is baaaad news for us as we both have quite a high sex drive, and we were so relieved that baby was fine we just agreed and left on a bit of a high, but now wish I'd asked why she advised no intercourse and why it will be safe after 16 weeks?? We obviously do not want to do anything to harm baby but has anyone got any insights?
Sorry for the loooooong post and thank you to anyone who bothers to read it all!