Theres our baby!

Its a very special feeling knowing that something so tiny (try thinking of a grain of white rice) already has a heart that beats. Nothing can describe the emotion that suddenly hits you as you see that not only are you really, truly having a much wanted baby after all those months of trying, but to actually SEE that tiny little dot and know that it has a life. It IS life. And your life as you know it is going to change, ready or not. That feeling is enough to make a grown man fight a tear as he watches the little tiny dot flicking on the screen and realise that his childs heart, tiny as it is, pumping blood through the tiny little being that is half of him, and half of you.

And honey, if you were finding it hard not to cry then, you just wait for the next one at 12 weeks, by then our little grain of rice will be much bigger, and have hands, fingers, legs, toes... not to mention eyes, ears, mouth and tongue... it will look like a real baby, albeit rather alien-like.

This little Turtle is already feeling the need to dictate anything I eat, as well as when I can eat. Luckily I have 2 foolproof items on the menu... the first which also worked against the Son 5 1/2 years ago, is peanut butter, cheese and gherkin slice sandwiches, the other is plain cooked 2 min noodles, tossed in with a cup of tomato soup made with only 1/3 the required hot water... add italian herbs and little Turtle is in noodle heaven! Unfortunately anything eaten before 5pm that doesnt include the above items in the correct combo is fair game to this little so-and-so...

Much as we love the said so-and-so... food is very important. And not to be given up without a fight. Even if I am fighting food, with more food. I WILL win... when am allowed to.

Cute... can I get one of those please?

I saw this on telly the other day... beyond cute... and like they say... out of the mouths of babes...

I want one just like them!!!

http://nz.youtube.com/watch?v=nqRVqXMyzhM

As for me and baby Turtle here... we are going great guns... chocolate milkshakes and pancakes aside...

how does something the size of a grain of rice make ones tummy suddenly pop out at a wierd angle... ABOVE the belly button??? its NOT the above... cos I havent put on ANY weight... remember... electronic scales dont lie... I swear thats got to be the truth...

anyhow... tis late, and this baby turtle incubator needs sleep... ciao peoples!

Oh.... in keeping with the how many more sleeps idea....

5 sleeps til we get a sneaky peek at our little Turtle again...

Night all

Chocolate Milkshakes...

Who was the ass who used up the last of the choc ice-cream and didnt write it on the shopping list, or god forbid, go and BUY some!... Thus leaving the incubator (who he is supposed to love very much) of his baby turtle choc ice-cream-less when she suddenly decided she quite felt like a chocolate milkshake. Kind of hard to make a CHOCOLATE milkshake, when the only ice-cream in the house is cookies and cream... just not QUITE the same sweetheart.

Get used to this sweety. I hear cravings can be very sudden, and can turn a mother-to-be into quite the demanding menace if she cant have what she really wants to have. Right now. Hint. STOP watching Bathurst and get my chocolate ice cream. NOW!... please....

Its Official folks...

I am well and truly Up The Duff, have a Bun in the Oven, Preggers, Hapu....

You get it right?

As if this wasn't enough of a confirmation...

A scan on Thursday night gave us a peek at what our baby (more affectionately known as Baby Turtle) is doing right now... which apparently at this stage is quite a lot. Its hard work dividing cells into all sorts of places to start forming the embryo and placenta... this ball of cells tumbles down the tubes and crashes into the wall of my uterus... the outer ring then digs and burrows its way in to form the placenta, the rest forms a sac and becomes the embryo. Sounds simple... but its amazing how 2 single celled organisms can combine and mutliply drastically, to become a whole, seperate (although rather parasitic-like for the next 8 months) living entity

And heres a sneak peek, our very first photo if you will, of our little baby 'Turtle'

For those who arent quite sure where they are meant to look... its the little black hole... riiiight in the middle there, prob right down to the smallest millimetre even... next scan in 2 weeks should reveal a little more. Like an actual embryo rather than the sac. And a heartbeat.

Isnt Turtle Jr beautiful...

One for the books...

I know... I know.... slacker ol' me hasnt been on for a while... what can I say? I have been busy losing weight... and doing...other things...as you will find out shortly..





But first...





current stats





100 - 93.5- um.... not sure what I should put on this side now...





well... the good news is I am down to 93.5 kg in what...5 weeks? Impressive.





The even better news? The fertility specialist was oh-sooooo-wrong...!!!





We will no longer need IVF to have our much wanted baby filling up the toffee-pop bump...


aaaaand ladies and gentlemen.... there you have it, assuming you can see it, please excuse the shoddiness of a pxt phone photo. We are now growing our own, naturally made 'apple-seed' Or so the baby book says at this particular week...

Picture this if you will

Thursday morning Ms Bump-Maker/Loser wakes up to a temp that goes up rather high. She knows she isnt coming down with anything, and given that the nasty red thing was due LAST NIGHT.... a high temperature just plain isn't right. So she toddles off to the loo and duly pees into a little sample cup... and decides to waste a test, since they were only cheap net strips anyway. Imagine now the shock on her face when within 2 minutes, never mind the maximum developing time of 5 minutes, there is a, albeit verrrry faint, second line appearing!!!

Not quite believing that her eyes arent just imagining something she never expected to see (don't forget that only about 6 weeks ago we were told we could not conceive without IVF) she takes the test with her to preschool and shows a family friend who, with no help, sees that second line. She then takes it to work, and on her lunch break goes to see yet another friend, who again, sees a second line. So.... by then it was official. She...ok...ok... ME!!! is well and truly... pregnant!!!

So as said earlier... the test came up positive, although rather faint, so the arrangement made was that I would retest on Sunday, given that I should get a much clearer positive... well... I'm not terribly good at this 'patience' lark... never have been, I think I'm a lost cause for that game... I ended up testing the very next morning.... turns out I needn't have waited til Sunday morning as it was already much clearer! A doctors appointment resulted in the usual discussion of folic acid, foods I shouldn't eat, dont smoke (never have anyway) dont drink (guess I had best put my Kahlua and Wipeouts on ice for now, I'm sure I will cope) and who I can have as Lead Maternity Caregiver etc... all the stuff I heard the first time round while pregnant with The Son.

Regulatory blood test (eep at having to face needles again) on Saturday morning to confirm what we already know....

And so now... here I am. 1 year, 2 months and 2 weeks from the day we started officially trying...we finally did it... Officially we are 4 weeks and 2 days pregnant today. Due date of 12th June which is amazing in itself as it is my best friends birthday, AND my late fathers birthday, it is the day before my youngest nephews birthday... and quite likely (block your eyes if you are under 18 riiiiight.... now) concieved on our 3rd anniversary. not that anyone reaaallly needed to know that. But I thought it was nice and added to the specialness of it all. To us this is nothing short of a miracle, that merely 6 weeks after being told IVF was our only way.... we do it all on our own (along with the help of Menevit... and another herbal supplement *keep blocking those eyes kiddies* by the...erm... 'interesting' name of Horny Goat Weed. Seriously. Don't laugh. E had only taken it for about 3 weeks by the time I got the first positive test, so really only 1 week before time of conception.

Ok... you can uncover the eyes now.

So.... now you know why I can't really PUT a goal weight anymore. How does one decide how much they want to put on, or rather NOT put on in the next 7-8 months before the inevitable happens?


Isn't life just so.... suprising sometimes?

Looks like we are back in the bump making business again. Only this time, the bump is already raring to...er... grow? scuse the pun.