Hello all you lovely mummies and mummies to be!
May I start by saying as I write this I am thinking of you all, and truly hoping that you will be writing on here very very soon.
I am 6 weeks (we think) and here is my story.
We got married in Aug 2011 and truly believed that we would just fall pregnant straight away. For the first year I tracked my temperature, for the second year I chilled out and started to think we may need help, on our third anniversary I accepted that we needed to see a doctor.
My cycles had been longer but not too irregular, then after AF at the beginning of June 2014 nothing...no AF for THREE MONTHS. Nine BFNs and I was starting to get worried. So I went to the doctor and he referred me to a fertility specialist (appt would have been on 3rd Oct) and a scan on 15th September. I was told I had to lose three stone to be considered for IVF.
We told our families about the scan, the specialist, and they were pleased for us, finally moving forward.
We went to Dublin for a wedding, I had a horrible cold, painful boobs and started to throw up.
For months I wanted symptoms, then when they were there I was in complete denial, not wanting to get my hopes up for the scan after so many BFNs.
The morning of the scan I thought I would try to control my expectations by POAS before we went. There it was, a BLAZING BFP on cheap Tesco hpt. I was so surprised showed my husband and then went into shock! We went to the scan, explained the situation and saw the little sac on the screen. The sonographer said I was about 5 weeks.
I know that it is early days, we are very realistic. But I am pregnant. I love my morning sickness and horribly painful boobs, lack of sleep, because I have waited for them!
I cannot give you any advice ladies, but I will be thinking of you all, every day of this pregnancy, hoping that you throw up your fish and chips too!
Sending so much love to you all
Jen xxx