That was a huge relief.... just knowing that there was nothing wrong with either of us, and it had just taken time, Diane had explained to me that it could have been one of many reasons, but the most likely explanation was stress, and that the holiday had just made me relax! That's all I needed? To relax? For those of you that know me, you'll know I can be a bit of a stress head. A few of my friends had said 'Relax, it will happen' I didn't really believe them but... I should have!
The relaxing thoughts didn't last for long and I was soon back to being a stress head. Worrying took over once more... I was pregnant, we had wanting this for such a long time and now it was happening! Panic then took over, I was carrying a baby, a new life, would everything be OK?
I explained to Diane that I had been on a very 'busy' holiday, told her about the roller coasters and alcohol, she smiled at me calmly and said 'Your pregnant still, stop worrying' and she arranged for me to see my Midwife.
I walked out of the surgery feeling on top of the world, with a touch of anxiety... an odd feeling to experience.
I found out that I was about 8 weeks pregnant at the beginning of December, and decided to keep quiet about it until I was 12 weeks, we told our parents straight away, popping round to see my mum and dad one night they were instantly suspicious, we hadn't phoned in advance to say we were going over and it wasn't the usual Tuesday night dinner we have with them.... so why had we turned up unexpectedly.
'We've got something to tell you...' at this phrase my mums face instantly lit up!
'Your going to be Grandparents!'
They were over the moon, and Andy's Mum and Dad were equally excited!
But keeping it from everyone else for another 4 weeks was not going to be as easy as I thought... Christmas was coming and so were all the Christmas parties.
I tried telling friends and family that I was 'on medication' which meant I couldn't drink over the Christmas period and that's why I was being so sick, but people were instantly suspicious, so by Christmas day, I spilled the beans.... not that anyone was surprised, the tell tale signs were there for all to see!
Me at 12 weeks
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