So, I had told my Husband that I was pregnant and we were at the end of April 2013, you can imagine the shock. He was quite and deliberating what I had said, but at this point slightly inebriated due to the celebrations and my mind was whirling, I am going to be a mother a hell of allot sooner than I had bloody expected!
Instead of keeping quite, as most good husbands would do, when your wife tells you that your expecting and that it is very early, only 4 weeks if that, he then decides to blurt it out to everyone on that roof top who had joined us in our company celebrations following our event, that he was going to be a dad. Great I thought, thanks a bloody bunch for telling everyone, even though I hadn't told our families. I glared at him and smiled at the well wishers but glared none the less, as he should not have said anything, especially since I was still getting my head around it and allot can happen between now and 12 weeks, 'Wait till I get you home', I mouthed at him.......
That weekend at the beginning of May, I did the next test to double check and yes there again in great bold strokes two lines looked unwaveringly at me.. that puts to bed the phantom pregnancy idea I thought.
So I told my husband that yes, I am definitely pregnant and the next step I need to do is book myself into my Dr's for appointment, he looked at me and said 'well there goes my 13th new year in a different country', I just said 'Well we are definitely going to have an eventful Christmas and New Year, since I will be due around 28th December 2013', his eyes just bulged, while smoking a cigarette...
I continued that he has to realise it is quite difficult for me since; 1) I wasn't expecting to be pregnant quite so soon, since I had only taken out my contraceptive implant on 27th March! Which was just a few days over a month ago, 2) it doesn't help that he is smoking and I have to quit now, including stop drinking (which to be fair was quite easy) 3) everything was being turned on its head due to me being pregnant. He said one thing....'Well I am quite known for being fertile'!! I just burst out laughing...... talk about trumpeting his vitality...
That Sunday 5th May, I went to see my best friend who I will call 'AK', (AK was also my chief bridesmaid at my wedding and someone I have known for 11 years and just adore), for a bit of a chin wag and moral support. Now she has always been on at me saying ' when are you going to have children and catch up with me?' as she is a mother of two adorable little girls, one of whom is my god daughter. As soon as I got to her house, I said to her 'I have something to tell you and just looked at her....' her eyes widened and she shrieked 'your pregnant' while grabbing me in a bear hug.... her laughter was infectious and I giggled 'yes' and told her that I was about 5 weeks as my monthly was due around 24th April etc...she said 'I knew it, as soon as you said your boobs were sore', since I had text her about some of the symptoms I was experiencing a few weeks ago...
'I hope your ready to be a god mother?' I said, she replied 'I will be there every step of the way, whether you like it or not, including telling off your husband'... I just felt very comfortable and that was when I started allow some of my inner turmoil to go, my husband on the other hand was stress central.
I had the Dr's appointment booked for the 9th May and went, why I bothered I don't know, since I had a new Dr this time, all she did was fill in paperwork and refer me to a hospital. When I asked her which had the best maternity unit from the list of the four she offered, she looked at me and said 'I don't know' then started searching on her phone. So I did my own quick search and made a selection, she then told me I will hear from them to confirm the first scan which will be booked in around 8 weeks or so and if I didn't hear from them directly to ring this number. On closer inspection of the pamphlet and info sheet I was given, the number actually showed a different hospital!! arghhhhh... I actually wanted to strangle her....(metaphorically speaking of course)
So a few days later, I get a call from the different hospital which was shown on the info sheet I was given, saying that they cant do anything with this referral and that I need to speak to the Dr's surgery to get them to refer me to the hospital I requested. So I dutifully rang the surgery and spoke to the referral secretary, who said that yes she will try and call them to enquire. The lady then rang me the next day and said she could get through and that she will fax them instead... talk about having no idea... I threw question after question at her, but I had to leave it there, as there is nothing I can do for now but leave it in there questionable hands...
Back to stress central, due to my husband and my job being very highly pressurised, his mind started to not focus and following on from months of us working virtually every weekend (as we had to ensure the projects we ran and the event we held went 110%), I just knew it was a matter of time till he cracked, as I could already see the signs. He had black rings under his eyes, he was less decisive and short tempered , I therefore decided we needed to get away just the two of us to relax...
I text my sister and she said 'go for it, you need this and it will allow you two talk, you have both worked so hard'....so a 5 day Holiday was booked on a Tuesday 14th May going that week Thursday.... Thank Heavens...relief and time out was immanent.....
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