Photo op!

I realised that I haven't yet posted a photo of my little guy. So here we go! Drum roll please!!!

My Birth Story

So it's been almost a week now since the birth of Raine. He's swept us off our feet and it's been the most amazing week of my life. I never knew love could exist in such purity or that I could want to give up everything for someone in such a short time. I feel like I was made for this and that he was made for us.

When we decided it get pregnant, many things were up in the air and we had only been together about 3 and a half weeks. Something felt right and from the word go I knew I wanted to be with Chris the rest of my life. There was something about him that made me feel safe yet like anything could happen! He was as spontaneous as I was and was ready to drop everything to be with me. Proof in that we met and 5 days later me moved from Melbourne to be with me. I was amazed someone could have such capacity to love and to this day he is as filled with love as he was the first time he told me he loved me, in the light of a full moon, in a pool, nude. Something now I look back on and it's as if it was a dream. It's almost like a cheesy scripted love story you pay $12 to see at the movies and snuggle close to someone on a first date. We moved into a horrible house together and one day, after an argument about how terrible the place was, we thought, 'lets do it' and threw out all my pills and went to get some pregnancy supplements. It was a very exciting time. Then, I got my period and we had to wait. It was so irritating! Then when it was over we tried everything we could to get the little boy we now hold so dear today. After 5 weeks of trying and feeling like we were getting nowhere, negative test after negative test finally turned positive! We rushed to the Woman's and Children's hospital and were told that we were expecting twins! A week went by and I had some loss, we were terrified we had lost them, but when we went for a scan, we were told there was only one baby and that the "twin" was just some excess fluid around the sac. We were so relieved and also a little saddened that it was what it was.

My pregnancy was strange.. Looking back now there were things I wish I had known, but of course I never could, despite in my heart knowing my birth plan was going to change and that my doula wouldn't be able to attend. There was just something in the back of my mind, telling me that she wouldn't be there. It started off perfectly. Apart from me catching the flu.. I had no morning sickness and was as full of energy as could be! I took photos of my belly every week and waited eagerly for my bump to start showing. I had decided I wanted a home birth. When I was 13 I saw a baby story and there was a woman, a ballerina, who was a strong advocate of home birth and they showed her process and her birth and I fell in love. From then I knew it was what I wanted. To be home and feel that strong connection to family and my partner. It took a bit to get Chris on board, but after much research and convincing, he got on board and was by my side with it 110%. We found our amazing doula, Lisa Barrett, she was wise and kind and perfect. When she walked into the room, I felt like I could trust myself more, knowing she was there to oversee my journey and my process. Her apprentice, Hannah, was equally as amazing and proved to be a real rock for Chris. It was a match made in heaven and we were really happy with the support we got from the them.

Second trimester, the golden trimester, I felt amazing still! No sickness, no tiredness, some round ligament pain but nothing that didn't make me more excited about getting bigger. I would stare at my belly in the mirror and almost watch as it grew, continuing to take photos every week and document my journey on a blog. We found out he was a boy and we were overjoyed! A little boy! How perfect he would be. We talked endlessly about names and what he would be like. He was already perfect and my bump wasn't even big yet! I would close my eyes and try to picture his face all the time. Who would he look like? Who would he take after? Who was this little person living inside my belly, changing everything and making life an adventure?

At this time I had told my mother about my plan to home birth and she was the opposite of supportive, from the day I told her, problems began to rise up. It was very sad for me to not have the support of the person who gave birth to me and both Chris and I felt the strain. At 24 weeks pregnant, we decided to go to Japan! We only had a week to plan our 3 week trip and were feeling pretty good about it. My sister lives there and I really wanted to see her again before the baby was born and I also needed to have a break from Australia and all the people in it. It was an amazing trip and we met some lovely people and made new friends as well as finally met some people I felt like I had known for ages as they were so close to my sister.

The trip was exactly what we needed and we arrived back home refreshed and relaxed, only to be thrust into hospital because of pain from something unknown. We had not yet arrived back from Melbourne as we were planning to spend some time with Chris' family. While in hospital, the pain got worse and worse and I began to get more and more terrified. No one there would tell me anything and insisted on filling me with muscle relaxants and pain killers. It was not the med free pregnancy I had wanted and I began to get more and more sick. I was in hospital for 4 days before Lisa set me up to speak with a friend of hers, who was also a midwife in Melbourne, Melody. She was an angel, she showed up in my darkest hour, after the hospital practically beat me up and had Chris crying in the corner, watching me scream and flail with as much pain as I had fear. As soon as she stepped in the room, calm washed over me and I finally felt safe again. As soon as my pain meds wore off I checked myself out against hospital orders and went home to sit in the bath and relax. Best thing I could have done as my pain went away and I was able to relax again. My mother had come to see us in Melbourne (not doing me any favours for stress) and then a few days later we went home.

We got home and though I was not pain free I began to try and relax again. "Doula's orders!" I'd tell people and I watched my belly grow bigger and bigger. Third trimester had begun and so did my battle with painful braxton hicks and constant false labour. After my trip to Melbourne Women's hospital, I was paranoid about losing him or him coming early. I felt like it could happen any day now and whenever I got a contraction I would close my eyes and chant "not now, not yet..". It became my mantra and each week, the contractions became more and more painful. I started seeing a chiro and a masseur and it helped with my pain but the contractions kept coming. I was told my cervix was slightly open in the Woman's and from then I needed to be told at least once a week that it hadn't changed and he wasn't coming yet. The weeks went by and I grew and he grew and we both grew and grew and grew!

Enter week 37, niggles got stronger, something was happening. I texted Lisa and Hannah to let them know I felt strange. They insisted on coming over. I didn't feel like they needed to but they insisted very much so. It was bad news. They sat me down and I was told they could no longer attend my birth. Another client of theirs baby had passed away and another had checked out with her new born against the wishes of the hospital, which lead to all of Lisa and Hannah's birthing things to be seized by the police and a close eye put on them. I was heart broken, but they said they would help me find someone else. Unfortunately I was already in labour.

The next morning I woke up to strong contractions. It was raining so hard that morning that cars down the street had car alarms going off. I still had no one. Hannah sent me the number of another midwife who told them she would help me. She called me and said she would come over but she wouldn't be able to help me because the baby was breech, despite what she told Lisa. She told me she would come over when she finished her rounds for the day. Which would have been in the afternoon. My baby was breech and she was going to wait?? I didn't like the sound of that so I told her we would have to meet her at the hospital. I was scared and still in shock from the news the night before. Was this it? Was this labour? I packed my hospital bag and got ready to go. We found a park and slowly made our way to Women's Assessment. I stopped to lean on things and have contractions all the way there. They were getting bad! I laboured in the waiting room for about 20 mins before I was called in, they strapped me up with the fetal monitors, which I hated. I had a trainee midwife with freezing hands but a warm heart come in and talk to me. Then a doctor who looked like she had never had children, let alone was old enough to have sex came in and gave me a VE. I was fully effaced and 2 cms dilated. It was labour. At this time, many thoughts ran through my head. Could I go home? I couldn't, I didn't have anyone and didn't feel comfortable freebirthing with a breech baby. I was told they would try to let me have a vaginal breech birth, but the pressure was on. My labour would not be able to be long or they would have to give me an emergency section, where I wouldn't get to see my baby till he was checked out and most likely I would be under general anesthetic. I didn't want that. My last option was to have a (semi) elective section. It was the last thing I had wanted and I dreaded it more than anything. But what could I do? I didn't want to risk putting my baby under stress, and I couldn't labour, stress free, at home, so a section it was. They assured me I would get skin on skin time and it was all going to be okay. I signed my name away and Chris made some calls.

The new midwife still had not arrived and my section was scheduled for 2pm. I had a shower and Chris came back and we hugged and made jokes. 2pm came and they shaved me and gowned me and an orderly wheeled me into the theater. Chris was crying and seemed to be more scared than I was. I went in and everyone asked about my tattoos and my pregnancy and started to get me set up. Chris couldn't be in the room for my spinal block so another girl held my hand and I felt okay. They set me up on the table and hooked up the sheets so I couldn't see what was going on. Chris sat with me and as they began to operate. He was still crying and everyone in the room was trying to make him and me laugh. Areosmith came on and they told me they had a foot... I sang to Chris and waited to hear my baby. I focused all I could on trying to hear him. Then all of a sudden, there it was. He was calling out for me! I wanted to see him, I needed to see him! They had him on a cart and were cleaning him up a little before they could put him on my chest. Then when they did, I was in love, I couldn't stop staring at him, I knew they would have to take him away eventually but I didn't want them to. "Raine" I said. "Because he came with the rain." And Chris agreed. He looked like a Raine. He was pretty and had so much hair.. They left him on my chest for 10 mins while they sewed me up then whisked him off. I told Chris to go with him and stay with him no matter what. Then they said he was having trouble breathing because he wasn't 'squeezed' and had inhaled some amniotic fluid and they needed to take him to the nursery for checking out. I have never been more angry in my life. I kept asking all the way to recovery about him and I was also more thirsty than I have ever been before. I asked again and again when I could see him and then when I was feeling better they said they would take me through nursery to see him but I wouldn't be able to stay and try to feed him, but when I got there they said I had one chance. I tried. But I couldn't do it. I was too dizzy and nausiated. I was crushed as they wheeled me out and to my room.

They told me his blood sugar was low and that they couldn't send me up to see him until he had eaten. But they wouldn't let me try to feed him. That meant formula. Crushed again. Luckily Chris was the one who got to feed him. Chris then had to leave to get some things from home and I was sent to my room. I fell asleep and woke up 5 hours later, I kept asking over and over again "where is my baby?" and they kept telling me they would send him soon. I was getting more and more upset and more impatient, I called Chris and he had just parked the car and was going to bring him to me. Finally some success! I waited anxiously and stared at the door. Then, there he was! I tried to have a feed but he was still full from the formula, so I just cuddled him and stared. He was perfect. He was the face in my mind for the past 9 months. He left me breathless.

That night I couldn't sleep because I was so in love. I began to feed him and change him, even though I was meant to ask the midwives to do it. I was already up and around and it hadn't even been 12 hours since my Cesarian. I wanted to leave but I couldn't yet.

At 6am, I drifted off with my hand in his cot and woke up again at 8:30 am to a text message from an eager Chris, wanting to come back and see his baby boy. He cleaned the house and arrived at 10:30 and then we did everything we could to leave. Everyone said it was a bad idea and that I would be in pain, but I didn't care. I wanted to go home and get away from that horrible place. Have a shower, brush my teeth, my hair, walk around, watch TV and sleep in the same bed with my new family.

We arrived home after what seemed like an endless battle and jumped into bed. We all slept soundly, only to wake a few times to feed and change. The love was overflowing that night.

Since that day, I've been mad at the midwife who never showed up, the people that took my doula away from me and the people who took my son away too. But Through it all, I have the greatest gift I could have ever wanted. He's perfect and I'm in perfect love. Maybe next time I can have my home birth. But for now, I have Raine.

"I don't wanna miss a thing."

Baby shower photos!!!

They're not really in order but who cares!!! :D It was such an amazing day and there were so many lovely faces there! Perfect day.

losing track

So with my old EDD its meant to be 33 weeks tomorrow.. I don't know what to think anymore! I'm so sleepy all the damn time.. There wont be much of an update today.. New EDD is 34 weeks.

Stretch marks.. I hope they don't last into Summer. I still wanna look pretty! We have a 4d scan today in about an hour and we're both really excited about it.

Feelings wise my ribs are killing me and I'm tired and hungry.. Arghhhh Getting stoked about breastfeeding. Walked past a cafe the other day full of feeding mommas and squeeled with joy.

*rolls around on back like a turtle*

33 weeks!

So my due date got changed. But I don't really know what to believe anymore... Feels like forever since the test went positive. 18th of october is my new EDD and it doesn't feel any different. I'm so sleepy all the time! I feel huge! I still have an innie belly button.. huuhuuhuu

We have gotten a few new pets since my last post. We now have two bunnies and a turtle. The man-boy is looking after them all so well.. Its pretty amazing to see someone with that much love.

Baby moves and turns and continues to give us false labor scares. Thankfully Lisa is close at hand and always willing to come and check me out. We have a pool now and some amazing scented candles! I also found my headband from my visions...

Tadaa

There is not that much else to update with now that all has been said.. I have however started having an insatiable hunger for horror movies.. I figure I cant really sleep anyway! Haha

Oh! I don't know if I said anything last time.. But the nursery is set up! We got everything we needed and now it just needs to be filled with 'wanty' things...

Need to head to lincraft this week! :D

10 weeks to go

What a journey.. This has been a hectic week and I have emerged with a new hate for hospitals.. Terrifying me with all their rubbish and "oh you're gonna go into labor. Wait. No you're not." I wish I had my lovely midwife with me where ever I went, as she is my birthing angel and knows how to keep me calm.

BELLY PIC!
Not long left and its getting cramped!

Real women

So I read a lot. I read so much in fact that if you tell me a random week in pregnancy I bet you I could tell you what happens. I read stories too. Of women and their pregnancies and births etc.. From all this reading I have formed the opinion that most women want to feel sexy and skinny during pregnancy and when you're not, youre somehome less of a woman. Let me tell you. I have stacked it on. I feel like crap most of the time for all the weight I put on and most of the time I doubt I look sexy to my man.

At 27 weeks pregnant, I feel like I'm allowed to gain a little extra, especially in Winter and especially as I am so tired all the damn time I cant be bothered cooking amazing, healthy meals for my partner and I. I also feel that dressing up like a peacock when I leave the house nowdays is a little pointless as I used to do that and have acheived the desired result from doing so *points to ring and belly*, so I feel I'm one up on all those single gals clopping around in massive shoes, not eating and flirting with anything falic, and a little less hoplessly dowdy in my sisters crocs.

This probably sounds like a rant at this point but, out of all the stories I've read, none of the women have said anything about their husbands not finding them sexually attractive. I don't mean sexy, I mean, they do not want to have sex with their wives anymore for some reason or another. Am I right in thinking its weird that my man doesn't want me anymore? Or is this normal? And the thing is, the only thing making me feel bad about this whole thing is that other women are talking about their man still wanting them night and day!

I like sex, nay, I LOVE sex. I could have it all day, every day, even now. But my man is the complete opposite of me. He hates it. Don't know why I had to find out just now but I did and I don't care, I love his frigid head anyway. Some days I do still wish that he would roll over and be intimate with me, but for the most part, him just talking to me makes me smile. I honestly feel like I'm going to be judged for saying this but you know what, I don't care. I have a sexless pregnancy and I'm still alive. In fact, I'm happy. I wish more women would come out and admit it. Because maybe if we could all talk about it a little more, not like its a dirty secret, but as a fact of life, we could all share ideas and find some other ways to spend time with our partners.

Am I weird for not caring how I look? Is it lazy of me to roll our of bed and pull my pudding shaded hair back into a bun and throw on a dress? Or do I need to impress everyone even now?

I have the answer.

No. My body, my choice. If I cared what people thought, I wouldn't be a jobless artist, pregnant at 23 years old, unmarried with rainbow hair. I'll put everything else on hold till I finish making a person, thank-you-very-much. Then I'll worry about fitting into those size 6 jeans again. Maybe. If I'm not too busy trying to be the most amazing mother I can be for my son.

"My body is a sacred vessel, all you have in your belly is Taco-Bell." - Juno

so it seems I missed a week!?

LOOK ITS A BEACHED WHALE!!!

Today is 26 weeks and 3 days..

I thought it was around 25 but it seems I was wrong! I'm sitting in my little sisters house typing while she speaks to her friend about what seems to be boys! Oooh laaa~~ Tonight we played with fireworks and I got some kicks of enjoyment when lighting the small ones.. I think now that his eyes are opening he could see the ultra bright sparks going off right near him. I think he's gonna like playing with fireworks in Japan when he grows up! Cause its a sure thing we're gonna bring him here when he's older, this place is amazing. I would totally recommend it as a country you don't have to be over 18 to enjoy! As for stats etc, I've had a tonne of heartburn! I've been told that means the baby will have heaps of hair! At this point I hope its true otherwise I'll be a little dissapointed. He'll be handsome anyway though. Also I I have to buy heaps of new things as I don't fit into anything I brought with me anymore.. And I am so glad I bought maternity support pants (lifesavers), new massive undies (my thighs.. don't even start me.) and new big stretchy dress as I would be dead from over heating by now!

We have done.. So.. Much.. Walking.. I know now that I will make it through labor without dying. If I can trapse around Kobe, Osaka and Kyoto for upwards of 8 hours (+) I think I should be okay. AS LONG AS I DON'T HAVE TO WALK!!!! My feet are killing me!!! And I have a blister... *sook sook sook*

Anyway, I am sleepy and sore.. I want to shower! Goodnight!

Konbanwa from Japan!

So we're in Japan. We decided to come on a whim seeing as going anywhere on a whim wont be possible for much longer. I should have put up another photo sooner but here we go!

25 weeks and 4 days...

Growth spurt!

4 weeks of growth

I thought I would document the next 4 weeks a bit closer together as the little guy is about to double his size in that time.

23 weeks

Excuse the boobs.

22 weeks this week and that means 17 weeks 6 days to go! (from today) My lovely boy and I have gotten a little bit ill, which is shitty. But the little man is healthy as a.. ping pong ball? He bounces around soooo much.. Kicking me in the bladder, colon and sometimes you can feel him on the outside! So far, it's just been Daddy who's been feeling those little kicks. Mainly during tummy time.. To the face. This week my liena nigra is coming in. Chris and I both knew I'd get it, despite my mother saying I'm too fair for it.

I've also been bra shopping! Got up to a whopping new cup size! E! Who'd a known? Me for one because my grandmother on my fathers side had huuuuge bazoomas. So I knew it was bound to happen. Can't say I'm complaining!

None of my jeans, barr the maternity ones, fit anymore. I cant get them over my hips, let alone my ass. I don't even eat that much! (except for dinner tonight... but I was hungry okay? I'm growing a person, so technically I shared a whole pizza.)

Things are also in the works as far as living situations go. We may just move to Melbourne and buy a tattoo shop there, that is what the rumours are anyway... ;)

Nothing else to report. Everyone who's had anything to do baby wise has said that he is perfect. And I would have to agree.

<3

argh

I love this old photo.. I remember when my hair was still nice..

Grr

I'm so annoyed with everything and looking at my old photos annoys me even more! All my bump photos are clouded by me being completely bloated and I think I have a problem.. I think IBS is plaguing my life yet again.. Which explains a lot, because now I can only take true bump photos BEFORE I eat, because after, for hours and hours I look huge.

I need something to fix it! What out there is there for pregnant women with IBS?

Comments would be rad if you know of anything.

Thanks girls!

growing growing growing

After a reasonably quiet few days (kick count wise) he has started up again, making the reason for him being so quiet apparent. Growth spurt much? This is my belly at 20w 2d.

I am now getting kicked in the bladder.

20 weeks!

20 weeks today and we know the sex! Drum roll please...

Its a BOY!!

We have a name picked out and everything. I wish I updated this blog more.. Our little man has been kicking up a storm in the last few days, getting bigger and bigger every day! He's even being felt outside too! So far only by his Daddy, who has copped a few swift kicks to the face during tummy time..

Belly photo time!

Daddy joined us for a family photo!

Getting big!

So we're half way there!

This little guy really gets kicking when music is playing. Particularly Thrice, Saosin and newly, Steel Panther. Awesome guy already.

Cant wait till we get some more harder kicks!

Dearest baby...

Dearest baby,

It's been an amazing journey so far and I am so glad to finally feel you,

your little movements are amazing.

We don't know if you're a little boy or a little girl just yet, but its not long now!

We have some beautiful names picked out just for you.

Daddy is very excited to feel you kick in the next few weeks, so give him the hardest kick you can!

I'm very excited to meet you too. I always sit and think about what color your eyes will be, or who's hands you'll have.

Your grandparents are really excited to meet you too. So are both your Aunties and your Uncle too!

I hope that you're nice and comfy in there and that you like all the sweets I treat you to.

And of course all the lemon you have me eating..

Lots and lots of love, your Momma.

xxooxxooxxooxxoo

A very special thing

I thought this part of the pregnancy deserved its own post.

Baby is moving, for sure! Its the most amazing thing.. I love it. I love listening to music and feeling bubbles 'pop', I love when Daddy talks, I feel little backflips. I lovelovelove this! I cant wait till Daddy can feel the kicks too.

So special.

xo-x0

Crazy

Seems like yesterday we were standing in the bathroom holding our breath while the lines turned blue. There have been many highs and a couple of lows and we're half way there! This is my bump at 18 weeks...

Isn't it cute?

We've started collecting 'things' for our nursery and our little spare room is filling up. The nursery room is currently being occupied by a friend of mine while she looks for houses! We so far have, a bouncer, pram and a portacot filled with pretty baby things, which to me are looking suspiciously like they're for a boy...

We also have our first house inspection next week, which came as a surprise and at the worst time as I currently have a kidney infection. Lucky for me I have an amazing midwife who swooped down to save me and I am on the fast road to recovery. Feels great knowing if something is wrong with me I don't even have to get out of bed. I love that woman.

We're also down to two dogs, with Forrest and Tuppence going to live with Noah's family in Melbourne, the house feels a little more empty, but I can now manage the mess made by the boy/dog play time/tornado. Little Penny has lost weight too and looks simply ravishing!

My mother has been coming over more and more lately, with "gifts". Mainly things like plates and glasses, but sometimes with pie and unicorn lamps. She's a pretty amazing woman. I feel like growing up doesn't mean forgetting the things that make you smile when she's around. She's also come over and helped me with the cleaning, for which I don't give her enough thanks for.

Our house stinks like cleaning products...

But most of the time smells like caramel!!! I am addicted to Tahaa Vanilla Caramel candles by Glasshouse.

Total YUMfest right here...

One more week till we find out the sex. Feels like I'm repeating myself by saying that all the time, but the fact of the matter is, in South Australia at least, they will not do a sex scan. There simply is no such thing! So we've been able to know the sex of this little one for about 2 weeks now and at our last scan (where the woman doing the scan was incredibly rude...) we got told they couldn't do the scan, right after they had started it!!! Rude.

Another thing that bugs me. We have no storage space. We need cupboards that can fit at least enough clothes for 2 people but for some reason, just don't. The tallboy we bought not long ago has become a piece of trash and completely unusable. If not because of the top drawers falling apart but because the bottom drawers are being used by our lodger. So the pram and an arm chair in the loungeroom are completely covered in 'stuff'. Though I am thinking I can get away with buying a chest for Noah's stuff as he's in a pirate phase right now and would totally dig it.

Our house is also getting more homey. Its amazing how long it took us to settle into the place. But the loungeroom has been moved around and now we can sit in front of the glorious heater. Yum!

Anyway, I'll stop talking (well, typing) your ear off.. One of these day's I swear I'll get Noah to post something on here!

Tah tah! xo-xo

Little one

So here s/he is! What a face.. We didn't get to find out the sex as the sonographer said we were too early and was feeling mean.

We found out our little one is extremely active and likes to wiggle around all the time! Still cant believe I cant feel it that much! The butterflies are pretty special..

Also here are some feet!


Bubs'll be a dancer!

boy or girl?

Well we're at 16 weeks now and getting bigger! Back in Adelaide and loving it. Starting to feel what I think are light flutters! Pretty excited about that! Okay, so here is this weeks belly photo..


The bloating has gone down and I am in love-love-love with second trimester so far!

Had Lisa over for a check up a couple of days ago, we got to listen to the bub's heartbeat with a doppler. Was pretty special! Next appt is in three weeks! Found out my placenta is at the front of my belly too.

Gonna try get an ultrasound next week to find out the sex! Will post as soon as we know. And we have started the nursery! Things are gonna be coming bit by bit till August and will be putting it together after then!

So things are getting interesting! Cant wait to see our little bubs again.


xo

Yet another belly photo!

So I haven't taken any for a while.. I bet you're all wondering how the baby is a-cookin! Well we're not sure where we are anymore as everyone keeps getting different dates. So here is a photo!!

Somewhere between 11 and 12 weeks!

We also went for a sonogram and got a little picture of our cutiepie!

:D
Sleepytime!

First big thing!

The other day Noah and I were in the city seeing friends, after feeling sick for 20 mins we decided to head home so I could have dinner and rest up. We walked to the train station and saw a couple and their new born baby having a cuddle. The pram they had was absolutely gorgeous. I didn't have the courage to go up to them so Noah did. They said the pram was second hand Emmaljunga and we should check out ebay. Sooo we did! This is the one we found! Its so pretty...


My phones lens seems to be dirty but here is our new pram!

♥

$50 on ebay!

Boobie boom!

So all of a sudden I got boobs...

Belly shot!

yayyy

I love taking photos of my bump!


New photos of my and the boy too!

New photo!

So its been ages since I posted a belly pic. It seems I am growing pretty fast! According to the hospital (who have been idiots at this point in time) I am 8 weeks and 3 days, according to my LMP I am 10 weeks and 1 day. So my due date is well.. Uncertain. We have another appointment soon, hopefully with a sonographer who knows what they're doing.

Here is weeks 8/10 bump photo!

At this point in time I am wearing maternity stuff mixed with my regular stuff.. Still fits my bum and legs! For now....

Also been getting back into playing video games. Pretty fun and we don't waste money on going out anywhere and still have fun. The dogs have been extra naughty lately too as the weather has been getting cold and they don't like it outside. So they pee on everything!!! We're out of washing powder now and its pretty depressing. Alass! We will hit the shops tomorrow and get on it!

Thats all for now! Time sure is flying!

been a while

Woah its been ages it feels like! We went back to the sonographer and what do you know. NOT twins. Got all excited for nothing! But we did get to see a precious little heartbeat. Noah even cried a little. Since then we've bought a bunch of baby things to get into the swing of things and I'm learning to tattoo. I did my first one on my thigh! I was pretty excited. Just wish it would heal now!



I love it~ pretty proud.

So in other news, we went driving to Melbourne and back. Worst idea ever. Like EVER. I got caught speeding because I didn't like how there were three massive trucks lined up behind me. Goodbye license. And I wouldn't even have this problem if a bitchy cop one night didn't pull me over for having a cough medicine amount of alcohol in my blood. Seriously, even my cop friends thought that was suss.

But I am staying positive.

My little bump seems to have plateaued in size for now.. Which is because its fluid, not twins.

Cheerio!

Butternut Pumpkin and Basil Soup

I made this from scratch! So proud.

Half a butternut pumpkin, cut into cubes with the skin removed
A hand full of basil leaves
Half a litre of water
Salt, Oregano & Garlic to taste

Boil pumpkin with basil until pumpkin is soft, mash it with whisk till smooth then add salt, oregano and garlic. Serve with crusty bread.

Rant.

Since finding out that we were having twins people have been telling me what to do. Like somehow my body's decision to have twins somehow means I no longer have the right to make decisions about my body. My mother even went so far as to calling me an uneducated arrogant because I refuse to have a c-section. Mind you, the woman gave birth in the 90's and was given two c sections when she probably didn't need them. Breech birth being deemed as "unfit" and all by the doctors of the world. (Only because they tend to break babies necks...) After speaking to my lovely midwife I was told that she can do twins. She is the one I trust with this after all. She will asses the risk. The end.

Birth stories

Amazing.

This womans story close to made me cry.

Just wow!

This morning I woke up to a horrific sight. Blood in my undies. I screamed out for Noah to come then called Lisa to ask her what we should do. She said its probably nothing but if we wanted to check with an ultrasound that we should call up the Women's and Children's hospital and go in to get looked over. We got there and the midwife looked us up and down strangely. She checked over my records and saw that my last blood test showed my HcG levels at 7. She insisted that I could not be pregnant but said we could get another blood test. I had blood taken and two hours later after waiting in the little waiting room the midwife called us into the exam room and said my HcG was at 28,000. Time for an ultrasound! The doctor came in and asked me a bunch of questions then preped me for a vaginal exam. She checked me out and said that the bleeding was old and probably from sex. PHEW what a relief!

Then it was time for the ultrasound, the only one they had was a dinged up old one. But it worked. She covered my belly in the jelly and got to work. "There's your utaris!" she said then tried to get a better picture from a couple of different angles. She found the sac the bub was in and put me at about 4 weeks. We breathed a sigh of relief that it wasn't twins...

Then she said, that it looked as though there was two sacs. It WAS twins.

So there you have it! We have twins!

Love

I have never been so tired in my life. All I want to do is sleep! Doesn't help that we still don't have our bed. Been sleeping so poorly lately. I guess its good prep for when the little one comes! Which still isn't for ages.. YAWN!

Today we met Scarlet for the first time. She's the most amazing baby! Doesn't even scream when I hold her. Which is probably because her parents aren't terrified I'm going to steal or drop her. Trust is a beautiful thing. We spent the afternoon there and heaps of the night then had to leave as my morning sickness started being a dick then my exhaustion decided to join in too.

Pretty lady. Pretty baby.



Chris having a cuddle. It was love at first sight.

Be with you

Tonight we watched a Japanese love story called "Be with you". So cute. It was about a woman who died but promises her husband and son she will come back in the rainy season. When she does she doesn't remember who they are anymore and her husband has to tell her the story of how they met. The rainy season eventually comes to an end and she disappears. The movie fades out with the little boy talking about his mothers promise.

It made me wonder who our little one will be when they grow up.

Warm fuzzies.

I made a birthplan!

Here it is!

I was wondering how to make one for my baby journal and found one right here!!!

Happyyyy!

7 weeks today!

So today I am 7 weeks! My calender says the baby is 8mm from crown to rump from today and my little baby widget changed! The little wormy looking thing now looks like a little squishy Guinea pig. This week brings lots of growing..... S/he will be growing bones this week and ears, eyes and nose will be visible! Yikes! They grow up so fast! Also the bub will be growing its sex organs and have fingers and toes.

I got a new tattoo today too. If anyone says its bad for the baby I have news for them! My water retention left after 5 hours of tattooing! Well, it has moved to my hand, but I feel a lot better about myself and the pregnancy now that I know where my bump is really at. I'm only tiny (5'1, 120lbs) so its not unusual that I'm showing a little. (I have been pregnant before but lost the bub, always looked at least 3-4 weeks ahead.)

Prettyyyyyyyyyyy~

My leetle ACTUAL bump.. NOT Water retention. Pants fit once again! And I don't feel like I'm putting on weight too fast anymore. Just the right pace!

Scan Friday! I cant wait! Also this week we will be meeting little Scarlett Rose for the first time. Providing Mommy and bub are all rested and ready.

More presents! We got a big ol TV and a data hub so now I don't have to burn my thighs and strain my ears and eyes to watch movies! The mattress will be coming on Saturday too so we fan finally sleep in the same room comfortably again. Go away Summer!!!!

:)

Happy Birthday Scarlett!

Today my friend Mykle and his beautiful lady Larna had their baby! She was born after 3 hours of labor at 7am. Cant wait to meet her!

Congrats babies on your baby!!!

Scarlet Rose Bennett

today we got engaged!

It was the most special thing that has ever happened to me. <3

Drama!

So I had a light bleed today. My midwife proved amazing by talking me through it. She said just some implantation bleeding. Nothing major. I was prescribed bedrest just in case. So that is what I did! Okay, tried to do. Bloody dogs keeping me awake! I'll kill em!

Noah is in Melbourne til Saturday. He's telling his Mom about the bub. My Dad and brother were told too. Everyone is pretty excited about a new member of the family!

Okay! Better nip off!

PS.. My water retention is getting worse! :(

I look like a massive blimp! I wish it went down! Nothing fits and my ass is starting to store water too! Camel girl much?

Stoopid grin for good measure.