Hello, hello!! Sorry it took me so long to check back it - I was completely elated after the scan on Tuesday and then completely and utterly shattered (and sick) for two days afterwards. Feeling slightly more human now. Phew!
But, OMG - the scan!!!!! I had a moment of complete panic before we set out for the hospital, thinking ‘Oh my god, what if I’m not actually pregnant? What if I’ve just got some sort of awful illness?!?!’ My husband was almost doubled-up laughing at me (I gave him a dirty look). The worry only abated when the lady put the scanning thing on my belly and a baby appeared!!! It was the MOST incredible experience of my whole life and I haven’t stopped smiling since! The baby had a good, strong heart beat and was moving around constantly which was just so wonderful to see. I had been worried that being so sick and not keeping much food down would somehow harm the baby, but it was fine! I’m so happy!
I honestly never thought I’d say this, but seeing my baby on the screen, all healthy and cute (I know, I know, I’m massively biased) made the awful sickness and panic/anxiety over the emetaphobia actually worth it. (Still can’t believe I just said that!).
Since that moment, I have found the sickness a bit easier to cope with. I feel as though it’s happening for a wonderful reason, rather than happening because my body and mind are completely freaking out and unable to cope at all. It’s all a bit strange and very unusual for me, but I’m going with it because it is easier to deal with this way.
In terms of getting to and from the hospital... another epic 45-50 minute walk and it was raining heavily and very windy all the way there. Couldn’t even use the brolly because they just turned inside out. The amount of moaning and complaining coming from the dh was something to behold(!) but we made it. Once again, tic tacs and sucking on ready salted crisps, plus having the coconut water (there is something about the taste of it that makes me feel a lot better) made a big difference in helping to settle my tummy and my nerves. Also, I’ve re-discovered soft mints. Mmm... soft mints. I had to have another blood test (I really hate blood tests) but I managed to cope with that too.
Once again I have been so impressed with the level of professionalism and genuine care from people at UCLH - they have been wonderful so far and I only hope it continues.
I’ve been classed a ‘high risk’ pregnancy because of my bad anxiety disorder but also because of another medical issue (seeing a Dr in the maternity dept. about that in a couple of weeks) and the scanning lady (I’m sure there is a proper title for her, but no idea what it is!) also found a very large fibroid partly blocking my cervix. Based on all this, the midwife said that a caesarean might be best for me (never thought I’d hear a midwife say that!), but, to be honest, as long as my baby and I are safe, I really don’t care what kind of birth I have. I just want to not be sick any more and have a healthy baby!!
Phew - that was a long message, sorry!!