It was coming up to our first wedding anniversary and we weren’t sure how we wanted to mark the occasion. I was in my second trimester, but feeling quite good, so we decided to book a baby moon! We thought it would be a lovely way to celebrate our first anniversary, spending some quality time the two of us before baby arrives.
The first trimester was hard and as I moved into the second trimester, I noticed a massive difference in how I was feeling. I felt more like me, the old, non pregnant me. In fact, apart from my lower back and hip aching at the end of a long day, I don’t think I had many symptoms at all, to start with.
Since myself and Mr Mitchell have been together, we had always talked about having a family. We were both so over the moon to be expecting our pea, we didn’t mind if they were a boy or girl. Many people asked if we had a preference, and the truth is I didn’t. I just wanted our baby to be healthy. However, I had always imagined my first child being a boy.
Deciding how to share our news was incredibly exciting. We decided after our private scan, at 7 weeks, that we were ready to tell our parents they were going to be grandparents! I found some lovely mugs with Nan and Granddad on and we surprised them with them. I was so excited to share our news, but also nervous. It started to feel very real and I knew we still had a little way to go before we were out of the first trimester. But they are our nearest and dearest, and we wanted to share our journey with them. I will never forget their faces, I don’t think they were expecting it and we couldn’t have asked for a better response. I loved showing them the picture of our little pea, even if I did have to show my Dad which part was which!
It feels like I’ve been pregnant for years…and yet at the same time it still feels like only yesterday we got that positive pregnancy test. Most people who don’t know me and are reading this (if that’s anyone apart from me!), will probably think I’m just starting my pregnancy, having only just started my blog. In fact, I’m currently 29 weeks pregnant and taking this chance to remember the journey I’ve come along. I’m trying to catch up before my baby arrives.
It was month 5 of our TTC journey when me and Mr Mitchell decided to go away for valentines day. It was a good opportunity to talk through our plans. Originally we had decided we would have a month off over March. Neither of us thought a December baby would be practical and to be honest, I think we both needed a break from the disappointment.
While we were away, we decided we would continue trying. Both of us wanted a baby more than we didn’t want our Christmas plans being disturbed or the babies birthday to be close to Christmas. Sometimes I think and plan too much. It felt silly to miss out on a month trying, when this could be the month. Mr Mitchell told me, “if it happens, it happens and it was meant to be”. So we left it like that.
It’s Monday again! Time to start a fresh new week… I know what you’re thinking, way to positive for a Monday morning…
I am currently signed off work with severe PGP (pelvic girdle pain) and recently diagnosed gestational diabetes, so my Monday’s are looking a little different at the moment compared to how they normally look. Due to these lovely pregnancy side effects, I’m finding motivation to do anything, is pretty tough. What with the pain, crutches and difficultly moving generally, I’m spending most of my time couped up at home resting. This has been having an effect on my mood, so I decided I would write a short list of things I would like to achieve this week. If I’m having a bad day, I won’t do anything simple. However, if I’m having a good day I will get my list out and hopefully get some bits ticked off.
Deciding to try for a baby is one of the most exciting yet daunting experiences you will ever go through. Are you ever truly ready? Probably not. Myself and Mr Mitchell decided to start trying for our first baby in September 2017, after I had surgery to remove my endometriosis. We were told that if we wanted a family it may not be as easy as we would like it to be, and that the greatest chance of conception was now. Post-surgery and young. Since meeting we both shared the same dream, that our future would involve a family. Mr Mitchell was especially keen to have a baby. In fact, he was ready before I was to start this journey. So, we decided to go for it.
Firsty, I want to say thank you for taking the time to visit my page, I hope you stay and have a look around.
Secondly, I want to introduce myself and my family. My name’s Emma and i’m a 25 year old first time mum, to a very smiley, little man. I decided to start this blog during the later stages of my pregnancy, as myself and Mr Mitchell were about to become a family of three. The world of conception, pregnancy, birth and motherhood seemed to be a world of its own and as it was somewhere we were venturing into for the first time, I wanted a place to document it, remember it and to share it.
Finally, I want to say thank you to everyone who has followed me, reached out to me and joined me on my journey. I never expected it to become what it has. A platform, a support network, where I have been lucky enough to meet fellow parents and share the ups, the downs, the tips, tricks and experiences with them. I hope this continues to grow.
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