On 15th December 2017, I first saw those two little lines. I genuinely didn’t believe what I was seeing. I even asked people at work if they thought it was a line! (whilst pretending that a ‘friend’ had sent me the pictures. ‘Asking for a friend’) It took until the next day and another pregnancy test before I told Matt. To say he was surprised was an understatement!
I could lie and say that I only did two tests but if I’m honest I probably did 10 tests over the 2 weeks after that. Each one telling me that same answer…..I was going to be a mummy! I was so happy, it was everything I had ever wanted.
The next couple of weeks passed, we told only very close family. Both our families were so happy for us. The best Christmas news…I was so nervous that everything would be okay before our 12 week scan. We received a lovely present from my sister and brother in law at Christmas ~ they gave us money to book an early scan.
On the 7th January 2018, we first saw our little baby. The scan confirmed we were 7 weeks and 3 days pregnant and there on the screen was a little heart fluttering away. I breathed a sigh of relief. I felt like this was truly it! Everything tells you, once you have seen the heartbeat the chances of miscarriage were lowered.
The next few weeks passed without a hitch. Around 10 weeks I felt reduced symptoms and me being me, googled it! It could have been that either great news or terrible news. I managed to hold my worries and on 9th February 2018 (On my Mum’s birthday), we had our 12 week scan. We were so excited to hear that everything was just perfect. We saw baby’s heart beating away, two little hands and two little feet. We were so lucky that everything was perfect.
Matt and I had already decided that we wanted to find out if our baby was a boy or girl. 
My midwife told me at my 16 week scan that she thought baby was a boy. So we sort of just assumed she was right.
It was a big surprise at our 20 week scan that we were told baby was a GIRL! A perfectly formed beautiful little girl! We were literally over the moon! ❤
I literally loved my pregnancy so much. It was one of the only times in my life when I felt beautiful. Before being pregnant I had lost 3 stone but I still wasn’t happy. For as long as I can remember, I was plagued by worrying about my weight. In fact, I can’t remember a time when I didn’t think about my weight – even as a child I knew I was bigger. Being pregnant, I felt amazing, even on the hard days I absolutely loved my bump!
I was lucky that I had no problems really. The weeks went on by, I had a couple of reduced movement worries at 30 weeks and 34 weeks but all these were resolved with monitoring and a scan. I went maternity leave at the end of my 34th week. I could finally relax and begin to fully get ready for my beautiful little girl’s arrival. Little did I know, she would never be coming home……
I Know I Will Love You Forever... 