Ali The Viking
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Hi All,
I found out on the 25th August 2010 that I am pregnant. Not just 'pregnant', but 28 weeks and 3 days pregnant! And no I didn't have a clue. So here I am, just two weeks in the 'know', still feeling completely stupid and heading straight to the 3rd trimester section of the forum!
Let me explain my story a little better, so you don't all think I'm lacking in grey matter and a threat to the gene pool.
About three weeks ago I had finally had enough of the stomach cramps I'd been getting on and off for a while. When I layed down on my back I suddenly seemed to have a hard lump in my belly which obviously wasn't 'normal'. My husband said "enough's enough. Doctors. ASAP" and me being me left it another week before making an appointment, due to the fact I was convinced I had some horribly painful cyst or tumour growing in my guts. I marched myself off to the surgery and explained my symptoms to my doctor who agreed it could be a cyst, or serious muscle problems.. or a 'pregnancy'.
Even when he suggested the word 'pregnancy' the penny didn't drop. My husband is supposed to be firing blanks and i'm so irregular with my periods, its not unusual for me to go 4 or 5 months without one. So it honestly NEVER occured to me. The doctor booked me in for a scan the following day so we could see what was 'going on', and being a pro-active kinda gal', I decided on my way home to pop in the chemists to pick up a pregnancy test. No need to wait 2 minutes for the result of THAT test! The + came up quicker than my pee hit the stick! So it finally dawned on me. I was going to be a 'mum'.
The shock was a little much for my head to cope with if truth be told. I was resigned to the fact we couldn't have children and at the age of 34 I was actually very comfortable with that knowledge. I've never had a biological clock ticking away inside me urging me to have a baby. And my husband has two grown up kids so wasn't looking to have any more.
Anyway. I told Husband and he was chuffed to bits at the prospect of being a dad again! It was just me that wasn't sure it was what I wanted!
We went for the scan the following day expecting to be told I was maybe 3 months gone. Nah. I don't do things by half me! He tells me 7 bloody months!! My face must of been a picture! So here I am. Finally excited about meeting my baby in the very near future! (due about the 16th November). And I'm still waiting for a proper scan and a midwife to contact me. I would of thought I was a fairly urgent 'case'? Looks like I'm going to have to start harrassing them for some help/advice/antenatal/whateverelse i'm supposed to have cos' I'm very aware that I'm running out of time..!!
I found out on the 25th August 2010 that I am pregnant. Not just 'pregnant', but 28 weeks and 3 days pregnant! And no I didn't have a clue. So here I am, just two weeks in the 'know', still feeling completely stupid and heading straight to the 3rd trimester section of the forum!
Let me explain my story a little better, so you don't all think I'm lacking in grey matter and a threat to the gene pool.
About three weeks ago I had finally had enough of the stomach cramps I'd been getting on and off for a while. When I layed down on my back I suddenly seemed to have a hard lump in my belly which obviously wasn't 'normal'. My husband said "enough's enough. Doctors. ASAP" and me being me left it another week before making an appointment, due to the fact I was convinced I had some horribly painful cyst or tumour growing in my guts. I marched myself off to the surgery and explained my symptoms to my doctor who agreed it could be a cyst, or serious muscle problems.. or a 'pregnancy'.
Even when he suggested the word 'pregnancy' the penny didn't drop. My husband is supposed to be firing blanks and i'm so irregular with my periods, its not unusual for me to go 4 or 5 months without one. So it honestly NEVER occured to me. The doctor booked me in for a scan the following day so we could see what was 'going on', and being a pro-active kinda gal', I decided on my way home to pop in the chemists to pick up a pregnancy test. No need to wait 2 minutes for the result of THAT test! The + came up quicker than my pee hit the stick! So it finally dawned on me. I was going to be a 'mum'.
The shock was a little much for my head to cope with if truth be told. I was resigned to the fact we couldn't have children and at the age of 34 I was actually very comfortable with that knowledge. I've never had a biological clock ticking away inside me urging me to have a baby. And my husband has two grown up kids so wasn't looking to have any more.
Anyway. I told Husband and he was chuffed to bits at the prospect of being a dad again! It was just me that wasn't sure it was what I wanted!
We went for the scan the following day expecting to be told I was maybe 3 months gone. Nah. I don't do things by half me! He tells me 7 bloody months!! My face must of been a picture! So here I am. Finally excited about meeting my baby in the very near future! (due about the 16th November). And I'm still waiting for a proper scan and a midwife to contact me. I would of thought I was a fairly urgent 'case'? Looks like I'm going to have to start harrassing them for some help/advice/antenatal/whateverelse i'm supposed to have cos' I'm very aware that I'm running out of time..!!
