Well I feel as though I haven’t written on here for SUCH a long time. As I sit here writing this, at 26 weeks and 3 days pregnant, I cannot believe how far we have come on our journey. I am so thankful ☺
So were almost at the end of the second trimester and what a whirlwind it has been! Yes it feels like I have been pregnant forever but could I possibly love it anymore? I don’t think so…So let’s start right back at the beginning of this trimester…
At 16+2 I went to see my midwife for a routine check. I dragged Rob along with me as I thought we would finally get to hear our baby’s heartbeat. Turns out, this is no longer done as routine but only if you ask for it! This is because it doesn’t determine how ‘well’ your baby is; that is all about movements, which at this stage I was yet to feel. However the midwife didn’t mind and we listened (and recorded) our little bean. Just amazing!
I found out that my blood group was rarer than most: A rhesus negative. This meant that I could have a blood test to find out my baby’s DNA -how amazing is that?! That this can be done before they’re even here?! Anyway it came back that baby Young takes after his/her dad and is rhesus positive and therefore I need to have anti-D injections. These are to help the crossing of our bloods but this is usually okay in first pregnancies. The injections are to protect my future pregnancies. All very clever if you ask me!!
Along came Christmas and we had the baby bedroom almost done. (It still has the window seat to finish and electrics) but by done I mean plastered, carpeted, decorated and the cot, wardrobe and drawers were all in and built!! I will forever be the queen on organisation he he.
My midwife sent a request for a consultation with an IVF consultant. Just before we were 20 weeks we went along and discussed the pregnancy so far. The consultant was just lovely and said all sounded well but we would have extra scans at around 30 and 36 weeks. We are so lucky to be so well looked after by our NHS. At this appointment I also mentioned my medical history as I was a little worried about pain I had been getting along the scar on my tummy. I wasn’t sure if it was anything to do with the adhesions I had suffered with due to scar tissue, 3 years ago. I guessed that these pains were normal due to stretching and things moving around but better to be safe than sorry. The consultant was glad I had mentioned these issues and said she thought it would be best if I had an elective C section. However she wanted to discuss with another consultant. When she came back it was in fact the opposite. They decided I was to NOT have a C section (obviously if this an emergency then so be it) but otherwise C sections often cause problems for the bowel and due to my history, it would mean further surgery for me. So fingers crossed a natural labour goes as planned!!
The next appointment we attended was our 20 week scan! Rob and I had always been that couple that said we would find out our baby’s sex. However, when we found out we were pregnant; Rob decided he didn’t want to know!! I was like what?! I was swayed to and fro and eventually came round to the idea of it being a surprise on the big day!
……..In the end we found out ha-ha! Rob’s decision actually! And while we still haven’t officially announced on Facebook, we are pleased to announce we are having a little boy!!!!! (We decided we would tell people personally rather than over social media so yes most people are aware!) The sonographer told us that he certainly wasn’t shy and wiggled his bum at her (already to the ladies he he!) Baby Young was developing well and I found out I had a anterior placenta. I had read into this previously and thought it meant a definite C section. Thankfully, this isn’t the case and right now it feels as though he has kicked it well out of the way. Keeping my fingers crossed!
When we found out we were having a boy, it was THEE biggest shock to both of us! Everyone we spoke to said it was a girl so I think we had sort of got used to that. Rob picked our girls name a few years ago and it has stuck ever since so we had no idea when it came to a boy!! We headed straight into Leeds and bought our first little boy’s outfit. Just gorgeous! Things got a little mental from then on…Rob and I haven’t gone mental but literally everyone else has! People just don’t stop buying! It’s crazy. It’s all a little overwhelming actually but he certainly is one spoilt little boy.
After doing lots of research I realised that due to the anterior placenta, I may not feel baby’s movement as quickly as everyone else. My midwife said anything between 18 and 24 weeks. I saw other pregnant woman on social media describing these “flutters” and I hadn’t felt anything like this. One day I felt an awful pain in my belly button. Almost like it was being torn off, from the inside! I text my mum and she said, “I remember that pain very well. All four of you did it. He’s pulling the cord.” Whilst this wasn’t the most pleasant of experiences, I was so happy that baby was obviously moving and was okay.
Finally at 22+6 I finally felt him move properly for the first time. I was laid in bed and had had strange feelings 2 nights previously but wasn’t sure. This time I was certain. We were in bed and I nudged rob. “Quick, feel this! I think it’s him moving.” I grabbed Rob’s hand and positioned it where it needed to be and just like that, he did it again. Rob said he could feel a slight movement of my skin. The feeling for me was much more intense. We were over the moon! It was the most amazing feeling in the world! I’m not sure whether I ever felt the so-called flutters. Maybe I just didn’t know what I was expected to feel? Everyone’s experiences are all so different. Since then all he has done is continued to build strength by kicking me continuously. He is one active little boy – particularly when I go to bed and then around 3am! He is definitely a ‘sleep all day and party all night’ kinda boy! He he.
The changes I have come across so far in pregnancy are red cheeks…you may laugh but this is a real thing. I’m sure! I’ve always had quite good skin but during pregnancy I’ve noticed my cheeks are really dry and so rosy (Like all the time!) At first Rob and I used to laugh because Rob is forever putting the heating on full whack and I assumed my cheeks were due to overheating. We soon found this wasn’t the case when I’d wake up with them and they stick around all day long. I’ve also been a sufferer of indigestion. Wow. Again my first thoughts were to listen to the advice: stay away from spicy foods, don’t lay down straight after eating, don’t eat late at night. When this didn’t work and I WOKE UP with indigestion, I just figured there wasn’t a lot I could do about it. Thank God for ‘tums’ because ‘gaviscon’ is just vile! Hey, it’s just another joy of pregnancy.
Whilst I love being pregnant, this doesn’t mean I don’t have down days where I hate the changes to my body, the constant pressure I put on myself and that I hate the fact the number on the scale continues to rise. I’ve been really lucky in that whilst I had to quit exercise in order to fall pregnant, at 7 and half weeks I was able to return to my exercise regime and have continued to do so. I am very clued up about diet and exercise due to personal interest and a lot of research. I have had to make a lot of changes to the way I exercise but I am still able to lunge across that gym floor at 26 weeks pregnant. I mean c’mon! Boom! One of the biggest things I have learnt during pregnancy is to listen to your body. I know I definitely didn’t do this beforehand so I am so proud of who I have become.
And finally, I want to talk about a touchy subject. People Yep. Those who know EVERYTHING! I’d been warned about this during pregnancy and trust me when I say, it is a real thing. From people thinking they can touch your bump at any given opportunity to telling you what you should or shouldn’t do during pregnancy or when the baby arrives. I feel like these people need to give pregnant women a break! Yes I’m hormonal, probably tired, (And no not because you’ve said so!) I’m feeling crappy today, no wait I feel like I’m “blooming/glowing” (And yes I know the cheeks probably make you think so ha!)
I’ve had “Oh My God there’s nothing on you, you don’t have a bump.” (I’m thinking…Yes I do thank you, he IS growing in there, stop making me feel paranoid!) To “Oh wow you’ve come on!” (Oh wait, so now I’m massive?!) No, you really can’t win. I feel as though women should empower other women, not bring them down or make them question everything they’re doing (because believe me we already are!)
Coming soon: The third trimester…