I was so happy to find out Hayden and I were expecting, it was something we both where more than ready for and we become like little kids in a candy shop.
But at just 6 weeks pregnant I faced my first bag of pregnancy problems. It was a normal day at work and I was on cloud nine because the next day I had my first scan booked in to see our little bean for the first time. But our son had other ideas. I began to have massive cramps and couldn’t breath very well, was rushed to the nearest doctor and from their to the hospital for an emergency scan. Hayden couldn’t make it from work on time and I was all alone and scared. In that scan we learnt our baby was healthy and growing well and I got to see his little heartbeat which was so strong and healthy, so they then scanned over my ovaries and that’s when I found out I had ovarian cysts on my left side. But my body had mistaken it for the baby so it was growing and was the same size of a golf ball.
The next day I had to go back to my GP and talk about a plan of action. Because I was only six weeks pregnant they didn’t want to do key hole surgery because it might result into a miscarriage which is definitely something I didn’t want. I learnt that my cyst was polycystic and was 30ml in size. Which is massive! My GP had no option but for me to take it easy in my first trimester and once I hit my second trimester ( the safer zone.) we would scan again and go over options.
My first trimester was easy when it came to normal pregnancy signs but it was very painful living with my cyst. If I rolled over the wrong way, coughed, bent over, laughing to hard, any little thing caused pain and about 50% of the time you saw me place my hand on my left lower side to stop the pain. But you eventually just become routine to the pain and if their was nothing I could do about it I just lived with and continued to smile.
My second trimester was the scariest thing I’ve ever had to deal with.
Not only did I still have the cyst, it was flu season. And working as an educator everyone got so sick, this year was so bad most schools even reported that 50% of students were not at school because of the flu. It hit me.. it hit me pretty bad, I had a week off work and was so sick 🤒 no one tells you being pregnant and sick actually is the worst.
Your baby sucks all the energy you have to keep themselves healthy and your left with nothing. Once I was a little better I went back to work. But I still had this horrible cough and it just wasn’t going away. I ended up coughing up a cup of blood and rushed to the hospital. My sons heart rate went from 150 to below 80. I was so dehydrated and the baby was distress it was horrible. They put me on a IV and I was in hospital over night until the next day. We couldn’t feel him move for hours, his heart rate wasn’t picking up as fast like it should. We honestly almost lost our son at 25 weeks pregnant and it was the scariest day of our lives.
alked into our third trimester so content and happy. We honestly thought nothing more could bring us down. And it didn't out of all the crap we have had to put with throughout our pregnancy this next thing wasn't that bad. Although if you asked me that at the moment of time my answer would of been different. Once again we had a hospital visit I began having Braxton-Hicks at just 29 weeks pregnant that one day turned into labour. Our son decided to toy with us, thankfully well at the hospital they stopped. They did say it was common in some pregnancy for women to experience this. A week later same thing this time I lost fluid and lots. After talking with the doctor and midwife they spoke about putting a stitch to keep baby in. But thankfully again everything calmed down.
Until I hit 30 weeks pregnant and bam! Contractions again… this has since been an ongoing battle ever since. forced to stop working by the hospital at 35 weeks pregnant and that he might be early. Well I'm now 37 weeks and still dealing with the contractions and them stopping. I honestly can't wait for the real labour!