We’d recently returned from India and I was convinced my constant fatigue and dizziness was a combination of jet lag and a bug that I must have picked up.. Little did I know!
After almost fainting at Sainsbury’s and feeling repulsed by the smell of freshly baked cakes at work which would have once had me sucked right in, we decided it was a sensible idea for me to take a test. And BAM at 5am the next morning I did. We found out we were pregnant in mid October 2013.
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Seeing the big blue cross when I checked the test result – I felt a mixture of emotions; surprise, excitement, panic, joy, anxious, nervous, fear, ecstatic! It was all so overwhelming and I was so shocked! My husband was cool as a cucumber in comparison!
I was over the moon that we were blessed enough to be given the opportunity to become parents but I was also terrified of embarking on the journey of motherhood and having a precious tiny little human dependent on me. Would I seriously be able to do it?! Well it was too late by then!!
I called the GP that same morning who quickly deflated my excitement by telling me that things don’t always end happily and to not get too excited. That set me off in to a panic frenzy. It soon went from self doubt and questioning myself to my maternal instinct kicking in and doing everything in my power to protect my little bean.
I decided to keep a pregnancy journal to record my thoughts as I knew each day would be different and I felt it would be a way for me to communicate to my unborn child – even though he couldn’t even see the journal let alone read it!! It gave me a sense of comfort. I would highly recommend it!
