Friday, 6 July 2018

Lifestyle | The first trimester.

The news is finally out!.. This week I revealed (after what's felt like a lifetime) on my Instagram that I am in fact currently 16 weeks pregnant. Eeeek!

We'd been trying for a baby for quite some time now, so when I saw those two blue lines pop up on the pregnancy test, I couldn't quite believe it. So much so I took an extra test just to be sure. Little did I know that this would be test two of six! Yes, you better believe it! I'd taken the (first two) tests mid afternoon and I remember those three or four hours I had to wait for Dan getting in from work being torture!

Because you can't tell your significant other that your pregnant via text can you? Imagine that!

Dan was having a particularly shitty day at work that day & came home in such a foul mood. It was amazing to see the roller coaster of emotions he was going to go through over the next ten minutes. I felt particularly giddy knowing something he didn't! Dan was in as much shock as I was! He kept asking me 'how?' as if that was even a real question. Funnily enough when Dan proposed I didn't answer with a 'yes' straight away, my response to him was 'how?'... Seems we're both as bad as each other right?

At this point we'd calculated me being around 6 weeks pregnant, and funnily enough was already showing signs and symptoms of pregnancy, only I didn't think of them to be anywhere near baby related. The thing is, is I'd been taking medication to delay my period because of all days my next period was due on my wedding day. So I'd put the symptoms being down to the medication I was taking, never in a million years did I think I'd be pregnant. And whether these tablets had anything to do with us conceiving who knows? I was later told by my midwife that she'd taken the exact same tablets to help her and her husband have a baby through IVF. Maybe it's coincidence, maybe it was our time, maybe we were just lucky, who knows?

The symptoms.

My first two initial symptoms were breast tenderness & bloating, both of which we're probably about as uncomfortable and annoying as each other.
Even at six weeks pregnant my boobs had already gone up a full cup size, which for someone like me in the itty-bitty-tittie-committee, you'd think would be a god send, but in reality was an absolute pain in the arse. My boobs were spilling over the top of my bras, giving me that ever so desirable (not) four boobs look. Truth be told, they're still massive (for me anyway) and although the tenderness has gone down quite considerably, what I've noticed is they don't look like my boobs any more - Gone are  the days of the small and perkies, these are definitely the boobs of a pregnant lady now!
Luckily the bloating has decreased now too, I still get it every now and again, but the beginning ten weeks or so my stomach had ballooned so much and was so so painful, I already looked much more pregnant than I should have done at that stage. Strangely enough the bloating would get worse during the day, I'd start the day fitting into my jeans and then by mid afternoon I'd have to undo a few buttons or change completely into something more comfortable... Elasticated waistbands have quickly become my saviors.

Something I'm always asked about it sickness. During my first trimester I'd vomited only a handful of times, and counted myself as being very lucky, especially when I'd realised some ladies are sick each day. Something I have however struggled with especially towards the end of my first trimester is tiredness. For the last six-eight weeks I've noticed my body has slowed down massively. I can barely take Willow on a half hour walk anymore without getting tired. It's just the most bizarre feeling. Not saying I'm the fittest person in the world, I'm far from it, but my bodys ability pre-pregnancy compared to now is two totally different things.

The midwife appointment & scan.

Booking my first midwife appointment was certainly hard work. I find getting a doctors appointment difficult at the best of times, but this particular appointment was the most frustrating. Once I'd actually gotten through and spoken to someone I wasn't able to see a midwife for another five weeks, which would put me at ten weeks pregnant. With this being our first baby and with neither of us having a clue what we were getting ourselves into we thought this was a particularly long time to wait. Funnily enough though this appointment was more of a formality. I was given my pregnancy folder which would hold all of my notes in as well as countless leaflets and bits of information about everything you could possibly think of to do with pregnancy. At this point I'd also have my bloods taken, something I was absolutely papping myself over, but actually wasn't all that bad.

A few days after my initial appointment I received a letter through the post (my first addressed to Mrs Chircop might I add) inviting Dan & I to go for our first scan a few weeks later.

We had our first scan at 13 weeks and if I told you I cried like a baby, it still wouldn't put into perspective how emotional I was. I was quite cool calm and collected the days running up to the scan, however that morning I was a nervous wreck. I'd worked myself up so much on the drive to the hospital, thinking something would be wrong, or that I wouldn't even be pregnant at all (after six tests wtf) that when the midwife told us everything looked perfectly normal with our baby I was overcome with relief.

We were amazed to see how much our baby actually looked like a baby even at that early stage. It was just the most magical thing!

Who we told & when?

Dan & I were very cautious when it came to telling people I was pregnant. We didn't want to jinx anything, and were both very aware of the risk factors with regards to miscarriages in the early stages. The percentages when it comes to miscarriage are much more likely than you think, so we'd kept the news between the two of us for quite some weeks. Our parents were told, just before the wedding. This was more to do with the fact that I may need help disguising any sickness, tiredness or simply to take one for the team & drink anything alcoholic that was given to me. Unfortunately for them, I needn't have worried! I'd told my managers at work early on as I didn't want to be doing anything physical at work that I shouldn't have been doing, and instead of having one longer break I could split this into two to give me more chance to rest, recuperate and eat.
It was only after the 12 week scan and we got the all clear that we told the rest of our families, who were of course over the moon, and surprised we'd managed to hide it for such a long time! And then as I've said, It's only this week we've publicly announced the pregnancy, albeit probably a little later than most, but with coming back from our honeymoon the timing just felt right!

What next?

We have our next few appointments booked in, one to see the midwife at 25 weeks & the other our 20 week scan where we will find out if we're having a little boy or a little girl. Dan & I are 100% going to find out if we'll be having a Phoebe or a Phoebo, whether I divulge this information on the blog, I'm not sure yet. As much as I display my life online, there are certain elements I'd like to keep private. We may do a gender reveal, we may not. Who knows.
We're also going to start buying some baby bits and bobs. Dan bought a baby-grow and bib set last month for us, but that's about as far as we've got so far. As exciting as it is, we don't want to get too far ahead of ourselves. We'll more than likely start buying after our 20 week scan.
I'm hoping to feel some movement in the next month or so from baby. At this present moment, the thought of it freaks me out slightly, but I know when I do eventually feel the baby move it'll be magical.
Names! We're trying not to think about names too much at the moment until we find out what we're having. The way me & Dan are though I can imagine it taking us absolutely ages to settle on something! Good job we've got until the end of the year to decide!

So there we have it. News I didn't think I'd be sharing with the internet, but news we're absolutely over the moon with!

I also just wanted to mention that it's amazing having some other pregnant blogger babes to follow such as Carly Rowena & Jemma from Dorkface making this journey feel much more comfortable - The internet really is a wonderful place!

Any advice for a first time expectant mum?


Claire. X


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3 comments

  1. Congratulations, your little bump is so cute!! My little girl is nearly 4 months old and I can remember last year finding out, so hard to keep it a secret!

    Kate xx
    www.mummywho.com

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  2. Awww, Claire, this is such an exciting time! Congratulations once again! <3
    I am not a mummy yet but hoping to be one day soon and this post got me so excited :)
    You guys did so great keeping it secret for so long but the reasoning behind it was very important.
    That's so good you weren't too sick but I have heard from so many friends who have babies how tired they were. Hopefully the next couple of weeks you will get much more energy, lovely.
    One thing I will never get used to in the UK is how difficult it is to get an appointment. Where I am originally from, I could phone today and get an appointment for tomorrow, including any scans and tests I'd like. I would have to pay a small fee for it (£10-15 for an appointment & £15-20 for each scan) but it's fast.
    Keep us posted with all the pregnancy updates :)
    xox Nadia
    www.mielandmint.com

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  3. I'm super late, blame blame my own bundle of joy arriving and the madness of two! But massive congrats Claire! :)

    So excited for you and to see/read your updates and content over the coming months. :)

    Caroline.x
    www.carolineelgeywhite.com

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