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I sat down this morning to give an update on what has happened with our family planning journey over the past 4 years… but I found a half-written post from 9 months after our son was born so I thought I’d stretch my brain back a few years and start there! The next post will give re-cap of the past 4 years and then we’ll start talking about where we’re currently at 😉

So here it is…

The Day G5 Arrived

It has been just over 9 months since I last wrote a post on my blog! It’s pretty safe to say I’ve been focusing most of my time on the little guy since he arrived (and the past 9 months have flown by quicker than I could have imagined!)

Remembering back to the weeks before our little guy arrived, there was a fair bit of discussion around about whether he was “too big” and I was presented with a few options including early induction and caesarean.

I wasn’t really keen on making a decision until I absolutely had to, partially because I wasn’t sure of the accuracy of the scans and wanted to know more about what the risks involved were when it came to the size issue.

I ended up requesting another scan and going in for additional check-ups to see if the little guy was starting to engage on his own.

The final scan showed that he had grown considerably again and there was some concern that his stomach measurements were larger than his head measurements. I had quite a long discussion with my OB about what that meant and what our options were.

He outlined that some of the concerns included possible risk of shoulder dystocia (where the shoulders get stuck during delivery) and that he suspected I would likely need an assisted delivery and/or worst-case emergency caesarean.

We had been through so much already that our main focus at that stage was to prioritise the safe arrival of our baby over anything else.

Given that it looked like the birth may end in an emergency c-section anyway, we opted to book one in for 39 weeks and 4 days (pretty much full term).

On the 3rd of September 2018 (can you believe it was almost 4 years ago!?) we headed to the hospital at 6am to be admitted.

Finally, at around 8:30, it was our turn to head to the theatre (second on the list for that day!)

I was really nervous about having an epidural. It probably sounds silly, but I get really bad hayfever and I sneeze a lot so I kept having this crazy thought that I might accidently sneeze while the needle was going in and cause myself to have some sort of lower-body paralysis… I didn’t mentioned this to my anaesthetist, but I just said, I’m going to close my eyes while you do this because I don’t want to see the needle… he jokingly responded that he would keep his eyes closed too.

Anyway, the epidural was fine, the needle didn’t hurt and then I couldn’t feel anything after that anyway… haha!

Pretty soon after that I was up on the table and it was time to deliver the baby.

I was actually pretty shocked at just how difficult it was to deliver the baby via c-section. There was SO MUCH pushing and pulling to actually get him out. There was the anaesthetist at my stomach pushing, and what felt like 3 people on the other side pulling, while Sam was holding my shoulders because my whole body was sliding down the table due to the force (and obviously I couldn’t do anything because I was numb from the waist down).

At last, at 9:15am the OB held our baby up over the cover and we were able to see him! He had arrived safely, was fine and healthy, which luckily meant I didn’t have to take my eyes off him for the entire time we were in the hospital.

After 3 years and 4 miscarriages it was such a relief to see our healthy baby finally arrive!

(Just as a side note too – for anyone who may be having a c-section and is worried out the recovery. Despite all that pushing and pulling I mentioned, I had hardly any pain following the procedure and stopped taking pain killers the third day!)

I did think that all my pregnancy anxiety would disappear once the baby arrived and was healthy, but… I’ve got to say, I think I felt anxious any time my eyes weren’t on him for at least the 2 years… I’m not so bad now, but I still rarely let my eyes leave him for more than a few moments.

Our journey certainly hasn’t ended there… I will pop up another post to give a quick run-through over what happened over the 4 years following (I just didn’t blog all that much because I was so besotted, spending as much time as humanly possible hanging out with my little dude) and I might even start blogging again about where we are at now (I just can’t make any promises as to the regularity of it, because my time will always be prioritised to my family 😉)

As always, I’d love to hear from you. Share your thoughts and experiences in the comments below (scroll down to “leave a reply”)!

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G5 On Notice

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G5 On Notice

A couple of weeks back I mentioned that I had to go in for a late scan due to a low-lying placenta. I was pretty much in denial, not thinking about it and hopeful that it had moved on its own and wouldn’t be anything to worry about.

That strategy worked fairly well for me until my midwife mentioned about a week before the scan (at a routine check-up) that I would likely need a caesarean at 38 weeks if the placenta hadn’t moved.

I wasn’t exactly thrilled with the news, but knew I couldn’t do much about it anyway so put it to the back of my mind for the rest of the week.

Finally, the day of the scan arrived and I was relieved when the first thing the Sonographer told me was that my placenta had moved and was in a good position.

She then went on the joke that G5 was rather large and would likely be taller than me by the time he arrived! I thought that was pretty funny but didn’t think too much of it, as I was just relieved that the whole potential caesarean scenario could now be put out of my mind.

Until the next day when I saw my OB.

It is not like him to say much unless completely necessary, so I was quite surprised when he immediately wanted to talk about the scan, G5’s size and what my options were from here.

He was very good at discussing all the possibilities but did stress the point to me that he felt that if I did not naturally go into labour within the next few weeks that G5 would be too large for me to birth naturally at full term (he was already measuring 3kg at the scan, which is approx… 6 pounds 7 ounces) so his main concern was what size he would be at full term (which at that point was still just under 6 weeks away).

I immediately queried the accuracy of the measurements at the scan as I have heard what feels like a million stories of people being told their babies are either “too big” or “too small” and their size is no where near the estimate of the scan prior to birth.

I got the strong impression that the recommendation was that I need to either go into labour naturally within the next few weeks or agree to book a caesarean before we reach September (I wouldn’t be 40 weeks until 8th September).

After discussing all possibilities, we agreed to “do nothing” at this stage other than monitor G5’s progress over the next few weeks to see if he starts to engage on his own with the knowledge that I may still need to consider the possibility of a caesarean at 38 weeks.

It’s not something I am particularly stressed about. At the end of the day, in comparison to all the stress we went through at the start with tests and scans in relation to the balanced translocation this doesn’t really hit that high on my stress radar.

At this stage, I am happy with the monitoring option and I think that if a caesarean is recommended in a couple of weeks I will ask for another growth scan for my own piece of mind that he really is this large size that they keep telling me (although I do acknowledge that his measurements have been ahead at every scan we have had).

Maybe he is a big baby and maybe not, I guess we won’t really know for sure until he arrives.

Until then… I would love to know if you have been in a similar scenario. Were you told your baby was “too big” or “too small”? Were they the estimated size when they arrived? Were you given a recommendation on what to do? Would you have don’t anything differently?

I would love to hear your thoughts and experiences.

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Touring the Third Trimester

Touring the Third Trimester

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Touring the Third Trimester

I mentioned back in the second trimester that I was hoping for an uneventful third trimester, and luckily… so far so good!

The pregnancy seems to be progressing well, I’m pretty sure my stomach looks bigger each day than it did the day before and I am having fun experiencing all the symptoms that go along with the later stages of pregnancy (fatigue, insomnia, indigestion, frequent urination and breathlessness when I walk and try to talk at the same time, or even just try to talk too much in general).

I feel like I’ve gotten to the point now where I get questioned multiple times a day about the pregnancy… you know acquaintances or even complete strangers who, for some reason, just love to quiz pregnant ladies on their life story.

There’s the typical “Is this your first?” question (which I’d really rather dodge if I could help it) and then “Do you know the gender?” followed by “When are you due?” usually rounded out with some sort of comment about size / shape of the stomach, sometimes even coupled with a quick belly squeeze (I actually don’t mind the belly touching, weird hey?) and (if you’re really lucky) it’s topped off with some random advice you didn’t ask for (LOL!).

I don’t really have any great pointers or ways to deal with these questions when you’re on pregnancy number 5 after 4 losses but I do just try to stick to reminding myself that people are just being friendly, they don’t know they are loaded questions and you need to be happy that you have a seemingly healthy baby that people actually want to talk to you about.

Every now and then, if it feels like the right moment, I do just mention its pregnancy number 5 and most people are actually pretty good about it – nearly everyone has their own story or similar experience to share or knows someone who has been through something similar.

As far as the pregnancy is going though, I think it’s pretty OK. My next appointment with the OB is tomorrow afternoon so I guess he will let us know what we’re in for next. I do know that we have to go for an extra scan some time soon to check on where the placenta is at (it was lying low at my last two scans) which can cause problems with blood clotting, but I don’t really know a lot about it as my OB said it would probably correct itself and I was of the opinion that I didn’t want to know more unless it proved to be an actual problem down the track.

I have even had the self-control not to google it so as to not worry myself. Ignorance is bliss!

Of course, if it does turn out to be a problem I will want to know every little minute detail I can about it… but for now I’m putting it at the back of my mind to worry about another day.

A lot of people have been asking if I’ve got the baby’s room set up and what have I bought so far… honestly, I’ve bought a few clothes (and been very lucky to have been gifted a lot of clothes as well!) and that’s it.

Don’t freak out, I have picked out a couple of items, so the little dude will have somewhere to sleep and what not, I just haven’t purchased them yet as I still really don’t know where we will be when the baby arrives, so I don’t want to go setting something up if it just needs to be moved again.

I have packed my hospital bag though, so… I’ll be good to go when the time comes.

That’s pretty much all the updates I have for now so until next time… (feel free to share thoughts / advice / ideas below!)


P.S. A lot of people have been asking about in-home consults. Yes, I am still doing them, and I have a couple of spaces free up until 16th July following which I will be unable to take any more new bookings. If you are keen for an appointment after that date I do have a wait list and you are welcome to add your name to the list so that you are the first to be contacted when I return. Check out the in-home consulting page for more info 😊

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The Eventful Second Trimester

The Eventful Second Trimester

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The Eventful Second Trimester

I was feeling pretty relieved to actually make it in to the second trimester (weeks 13 – 27) a few weeks back.

I was looking forward to it for a few reasons.

Firstly, it meant that we had passed some of the more scary weeks where we really didn’t know if the pregnancy was viable, and we’d had the opportunity to have a very detailed scan to make sure G5 had all his little organs, limbs, fingers and toes in the places where they should be.

We’d also gotten the results of our percept NIPT, indicating G5 was low risk in terms of all the major syndromes and didn’t appear to have any duplications or subtractions on any of his chromosomes (any that were less than 11MB in size anyway – which had been the cause of our previous 4 miscarriages).

As we had opted not to have invasive testing (such as an Amnio or CVS) we knew that we wouldn’t know whether he was a carrier of the balanced translocation until after birth, but after speaking to our OB we found out that we would be able to have the cord blood tested once he had arrived, so that we could be prepared to help him through his own journey one day in the future if we need to.

After about week 13 my “morning sickness” also went away and I felt a little more like myself again (apart from the clear tightening of my clothes and constant struggle over “what is going to fit me today”?).

I was feeling pretty comfortable with where we were at and looking forward to relaxing a little with the knowledge that the pregnancy was progressing fine and that G5 was more than likely going to be completely OK.

I think it was a little naïve of me to think that I would stop stressing over the pregnancy in general… I mean, I have been about 80% more relaxed about it than I was previously, but I still find I worry about a lot of things that I wouldn’t usually worry about.

For example, a couple of weeks back I had what resembled a cold. No big deal, really. Just a sore throat and stuffy nose. I mentioned it to Sam and he suggested I go to the Doctor “just to be sure” that it wasn’t anything serious.

I kind of laughed at him and said that there was NO WAY I was going to the Doctor just for a cold (if you know me well you can no doubt imagine all the arguments I put forward as to why that was a silly idea). At least, that was my stance at about 4pm that afternoon.

I stayed in bed being plied with hot cups of tea and orange juice for my sore throat and hoped I might fall asleep and feel better in the morning… except what actually happened was that the congestion in my face became so severe that I couldn’t actually sleep… so by about 4am when my face was throbbing unbearabley (and having spent the whole night not sleeping) and given all that spare time I had awake, of course I had convinced myself by that stage that I must have some bizarre type of infection, I called the hospital to see what they thought… they said they weren’t busy and just to come on down and get checked out.

So I got out of bed at 4am and went down there. Luckily, they were right in saying it was quiet and I got straight in. The Doctor come over, checked me out and said “It looks like Sinusitus… doesn’t appear to be infected. But I’ll give you some pain medication and it’s probably best if you sleep sitting up for a few days because laying down is what is causing the congestion and the pain in your face”.

I kind of just sighed with relief and said “thanks but no thanks” to the pain meds and went back home to bed…

On the one hand, I was SO glad that there was nothing seriously wrong, and on the other hand I was kind of feeling a bit silly for being that person that went to the hospital for basically a bad case of hay fever.

The ladies at the hospital were lovely and farewelled me by saying “Look forward to seeing you when you come back in to have the baby in September – I’m sure we’ll remember you!”

I couldn’t help but think “I’m sure you will remember me… I’m sure most pregnant ladies don’t come in all upset over blocked sinuses”… LOL!

I was hopeful that would be the end of my emergency hospital visits until G5 decides to arrive, but alas, I was mistaken.

Not even 2 weeks later I found myself back at emergency… this time with something I was seriously quite stressed about.

I had been experiencing cramps for about 2 and a half hours before calling the hospital. They were pretty good about saying come straight down and we will check you out to make sure that it isn’t contractions.

I was quietly freaking out in my mind but hopeful that nothing was wrong. It was bizarre in the sense that I had a constant dull cramp that every now and then become quite intense for about a minute and then would ease off.

I got to the hospital and there were a couple of people in front of me. The ladies took their time doing all the paperwork and then asked me to sit in the waiting area. I felt like screaming at them “I need you to check my baby NOW” but remembered I was the crazy one who went in with a blocked nose a week and a half before and thought I better try and keep myself in check.

While I was waiting I had to run to the bathroom a couple of times just to… not throw up.

The pain was becoming quite intense by this stage.

I probably only waited about 15 minutes but it felt like a lifetime before the nurse called my name. They came down with a wheel chair so I wouldn’t have to walk too far and pretty quickly wheeled me straight up to a birthing suite. They got me into a bed pretty quickly and then the midwife came over to have a quick chat to me (we worked out pretty quickly that she is the midwife I’m booked in to see at my next check up so it was nice to have that connection) and she hooked me up to a monitor to check the babies heartbeat.

It took a few minutes to find him, and then eventually she told me that she had found his heartbeat and it sounded fine.

What a relief!!

Next, she checked me over (blood pressure, heart rate, temperature, urine test) and everything came back normal / clear. She wasn’t sure why I was having the cramps, but she was fairly certain that it wasn’t contractions.

I was pretty happy to hear that and found that the cramps had eased off considerably while laying in the hospital bed.

She told me that I would be fine to go home but of course to contact the hospital if it got worse or didn’t go away… luckily, I found that once I got home and into bed laying flat the cramps pretty much eased off completely.

The next day I was fine – it was as if I had never had a cramp in the first place!

So, the whole cramp scenario is a mystery… but I have a hunch that maybe my back was causing the problem (it was aching during the cramps as well and I had endured two days of flying within the week and two days in a row on the road, so it makes sense that my back wasn’t coping well with that scenario). Thank goodness I haven’t had any more cramps since then!

I felt very fortunate to have family and friends who were very supportive during my hospital visits (and to their credit made me feel completely normal for freaking out over things that probably weren’t actually a problem).

But all the emergency hospital events aside, the second trimester is actually kind of nice.

It’s quite obvious that I look pregnant at this stage, so people tend to ask about it and will often ask if they can touch my stomach. I know a lot of people REALLY don’t like that aspect of pregnancy, but I think it’s kind of nice.

I really enjoy feeling his little kicks (which seem to be getting stronger every day!) and it’s nice that other people can feel them if they put their hands on my stomach now too.

The other thing I am loving is the cute little clothes you can get for boys. I’ve heard lots of people say that its much more fun buying girls clothes… but I’ve been surprised just how many places sell super cute boy clothes.

I have been going a little crazy but… in my defence, he needs to wear clothes, right!?

Lastly, I’m enjoying reaching each of the milestones every fortnight and having a little celebration as each week we get closer to meeting this little guy. If you’re into that kind of thing make sure you follow along on our facebook and Instagram accounts to catch the fortnightly bumpdate thanks to Big Little Creations milestone cards!

I think the anxiety does ease off slightly each week, as I feel like we get closer to the point where he “would probably be OK” even if he arrived a little early (not that I’m expecting him too, it’s just one of those things that I find comforting to tell myself).

So, here’s hoping for a completely uneventful run for my last few weeks of trimester 2 and a relatively relaxed third trimester (that milestone is only 4.5 weeks away!).

Until next time… I’d love to know:

  • Did you freak out over certain things during your pregnancy?
  • Did you have a few “emergency” hospital visits too?
  • Or did you just sail through without any crazy hospital visits?
  • What were your favourite parts of the second trimester?

It seems everyone has a pregnancy story to tell and I would love to hear yours in the comments below 😉

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The Great Gender Reveal

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The Great Gender Reveal

I don’t think I can really find the words to express just how relieved Sam and I were feeling when we saw our perfect little G5 on the ultrasound scan on Tuesday morning.

I was an absolute wreck before the scan, barely able to function, sobbing onto Sam’s shoulder and telling him I didn’t want to go to the appointment.

I knew I was being irrational, and everything was more than likely going to be fine, but I still could not shake the feeling that after everything that has happened something could still go wrong.

I had been keeping myself distracted as much as possible in the weeks leading up to the scan, but I was stressed to the max. I barely got myself together to go to the scan and felt very fortunate when the ultrasound tech reassured us that she would talk us through everything as she saw it on the screen.

We both watched and listened very intently, and when she told us that the baby looked text book perfect, I burst into tears out of pure relief. It took me a moment to bring myself back to reality again, so she could get a few pictures of the scan to send through to us (plus this gorgeous little video):

We were feeling pretty confident after the scan that everything was OK, but still had one more hurdle to jump over that afternoon when we saw our OB. He very quickly found our NIPT results and told us that the report stated “low risk” for all the chromosomal abnormalities we had been concerned about.

I focussed on asking a few serious questions about what happens next (luckily for us I get to be treated as a “normal” patient now and don’t need any further monitoring until the usual scan at 19 weeks). I thought that might stress me out a bit, but I’m feeling OK about it now that I know everything looks fine.

Then it was time for the fun part… finding out Baby G5’s Gender.

Usually, you don’t find this out until later on in a pregnancy, but because we had the NIPT test to check out all the serious chromosome stuff, they had to look at ALL the chromosomes… including the sex ones, and obviously, they write that on the report.

So, Sam and I were very excited to find out little G5’s gender.

BUT, I was really keen to have a bit of fun and rather than just tell everyone straight away, so I thought we could have some fun by doing a little gender reveal activity with our parents and sister.

The first date we can all get together at the same time is next Friday, so I’ve got a little bit of time to do some planning.

I do have an idea of what I’d like to do for the gender reveal, but as I am still in the planning stages, I am very keen to hear any thoughts or ideas anyone has on awesome gender reveals they have seen in the past!

I have been making a little collection of ideas on Pinterest so if you’re keen to check out what’s inspiring me so far, follow along on our Gender Reveal Board.

If you have a cool idea you’d like to share with us, please let me know in the comments below.

I would also really love to hear your guess as to whether you think little G5 is a boy or girl!?

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