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And just like that, it's 3 years on

 Holy crap guys! Where has the time gone?! Lockdown came and went. I now have a wonderful toddler running around. Honestly, if I could go back to the IVF/ICSI/FET and postpartum me I'd tell her. "It all worked out." Because it really, really has. I've found myself in motherhood and grown confident in what works for me. My daughter is an adorable, brave and inquisitive 3 year old. She absolutely adores nursery and she surprises me everyday. I cannot stress how much I love this age. Her wonder, her mind and her chubby toddler hands. Honestly, I just love and cherish her with all my being.  She is gaining more independence which is bitter sweet. Still doesn't sleep through but that's something I've got use to.  I am also now a working MILF. I love using my skills and having that time for me. It also allows me to have extra money to spoil her wrotten! I had a lot of ideas on what a "great Mum" should look like. It wasn't til I listened to a podca

Notes on morherhood: part 2

 I am a mother to an almost toddler now...what the hell!? My darling girl is 10 months old, 5 months on since my last entry. Boy what a 10 months it's been!  She is now crawling, cruising and saying a few words. Her first word was Mama, but her fave word is Dada. She has the most wonderful sunshine smile I could have wished for. She is my little bit friend. Even on her most demanding days and there are many, I can't help but love her. She still isn't sleeping through,  none of my sisters had good sleepers either. I still struggle with post natal anxiety. I feel lost in my position as a SAHM some days and wonder what could have been. Then I'm reminded of how lucky I truly am to be in this position. Motherhood is truly a roller coaster that never ends. Some days it's easy, like the happy family pictures you see on the Internet. Most days it's hard, especially with the tantrums and no sleep. No sleep will drive you mad. I feel like I am beginning to find the Mum me

Notes On Motherhood: Part One

 It has been five months since my daughter arrived into this world. Five months of the most unconditional love, devotion, anxiety and stress I have ever experienced. Before I had my daughter, friends warned me about postpartum anxiety and all the rest of the ups and downs. Usually quickly followed by " But that won't happen with you, you were a room leader of a baby room. You'll know exactly what you're doing." Fast forward to the 17th of November at about 1pm when I'd finally been wheeled to the ward. I was totally out of it and asked the midwife "So when do I change her? Do I just feed her when she cries?" The midwife looked puzzled and said "No. You don't want that, just follow her cues like when she sucks on her fists." DUH! I knew this!!! But after birth your mind is gone, and in my case I had a bunch of meds in me and my lower half couldn't move. Those first three months went by in a blur of mastitis, tears, laughter and hours

My Mad FET Diary: Entry Six; BFP

  17.3.20 7dp5dt- I think we may have done it guys…I think I might be pregnant! Yesterday I experienced period cramps, a headache and slight nausea. I put it down to giving up caffeine and told my husband to not get his hopes up because I was pretty sure we were out. I had period like cramps   last time and it wasn’t good news. So I was sure that I would wake up to see the red demon dancing in my pants soon. I was having a dream where I was sitting on a wall made of rocks at night, my dreams have been vivid. I told the random dream person “You know I feel a bit sick, I think I’m going to take a test when I wake up.” My husband’s alarm for work went off, I woke up and still felt sickish. I took the clear blue test expecting the stark white line to stay. As I prepared to bin it, a very slight line appeared. What the fuck. I stared longer, turned on the lights held it up looked again. Nope, a definite faint line. I ran in woke my husband up and dragged him to the loo “Do you see it?

My Mad FET Diary: Entry Five; Graduation & Transfer

  Now let us go forward to March 2020, Miss Rona was in the house spreading herself all over the lands. However, we weren't as afraid of her as we are now. The fertility clinics closed shortly after our transfer and there was a mad rush to fit everyone in.

My Mad FET Diary: Entry Four

Written February 2020 21.2.20 Today is my husband’s birthday! Yey! We started the day with a scan at the hospital, everything’s looking good and we start our second lot of meds. Not until the 25th though, so just the usual until then. For his birthday we stayed at…The Malmaison! My fantasy run away from infertility came partly true. Can I just say, the staff are so incredibly lovely here and are just the most attentive and friendly people. We had a drink at the bar, bantered with the bar staff then went for dinner at rodizio rico, I highly recommend. It was such a wonderful time, we just enjoyed each other’s company and forgot about the infertility shit for a bit. I then did my shot at the hotel before we headed out to the next outing I had planned. I had planned for us to go to a secret 1920’s speakeasy bar. Also…I finally had the beef bao bun!!!!! It was everything I could have wished for and more. It was incredible! I really loved this weekend, I think I’ll remember it for ye

My Mad FET Diary: Entry Three

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  Need I remind you all that this blog was in fact written pre covid times back in February 2020. See how a beef bao bun got me through the next week of treatment.