Tag: still birth

Holidays and Hospital Stays

Holidays and Hospital Stays

Last week we got back from 10 days in Northern Cyprus. We had a lovely time, Little T, particularly so!

The flights over were fine, but the layover in Istanbul was beyond stressful. Mum and my Bro went missing as we were separated getting off the plane, i had their passports and boarding cards, so they were stranded, and it took well over an hour for someone to take me seriously. This all because my Mum uses a wheelchair when travelling.

Anyway, we got to the hotel in 1 piece. Mums wheelchair spent the night at a different hotel mind you as it was unloaded incorrectly from the transfer!

My Grandad then passed away whilst we were there, but we tried to make the most of it. I think that’s what he would have wanted.

Little T was known throughout the hotel and down in the harbour. He managed with the heat incredibly well but isn’t a fan of a shower. He discovered chips and ate them everyday, along with Cyprus sausage, he learnt lots of new words and took lots of walks (not independently yet).

Since being back, I’ve booked Christmas dinner in Leeds, only to be told 20 minutes later, I’m having my MS treatment the week before Christmas and that kinda is the worst timing ever.

Ill be in hospital for 5 days from 17th Dec. Ill be given Lemtrada via infusion over those 5 days. The medication will bind to and destroy my white blood cells so ill be immunocompromised following the treatment. So being in a pub full of people 4 days later isn’t ideal!!!

Mind you, nor is handling strawberries due to the Listeria risk, but you gotta live, so ill be sat in the corner come Christmas day, keeping away from people!!!

I honestly thought after losing 2 babies and doing 9 rounds of IVF, I’d paid my dues, seems that’s not the case!

No rest for the wicked

Love, Little Miss PMA xxx

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Bad bereaved parent

It was Milo’s anniversary on 13th. I forgot. Only remembered today as facebook showed me a picture of the flowers we received after we lost him.

What a shit parent i am.

I think of Milo and Millie almost daily but i feel so guilty for forgetting

Yes i was busy with Little T, we had group, his passport application needed to be signed, a new cleaner started and we needed bits from Tesco.

Is it OK to forget? Ill never forget them, ever, but i think its best to focus on the now.

Little T is here and needs me, needs me to be present, needs me to be all about him and i think thats OK, i think?

I think M&M would want me/us to live life to the fullest, to be happy, to enjoy what we have and not lament what we have lost

Love, Little Miss PMA xxx

How do you stop TTC? (Trying to concieve)

How do you stop TTC? (Trying to concieve)

Well the obvious answer is stop having sex or go on the pill, but i don’t mean the actual physical act of trying to get pregnant, i mean the mind set.

Its officially been 6 years since hubby and i started trying to conceive, the 1st year i didn’t pay much attention, the 2nd year we were under a fertility specialist and on clomid so i learnt how to work out my cycle length, my luteal phase and when i roughly ovulated, the 3rd year i was starting IVF and that brings us up to date as I’m STILL doing IVF despite my 2 pregnancies.

Over the years, you learn to know your own body and can tell what its doing at each part of the month/cycle. And then you have a termination for medical reasons and it all changes. After Milo, i knew i was ovulating as i was in pain, this happened until i fell pregnant with Millie. This time, my 1st period came out of no where, ok yes id been heavily spotting for days before, but as that was a new one on me, i wasn’t sure what it meant and presumed it was due to the miscarriage, there were no cramps to warn me, which is unusual for me.

I vowed id give myself a year off, not think about cycles, ovulation, timed intercourse. Id just have a year to heal, lets face it, i don’t need to know all these signs as i cant get pregnant traditionally anyway, so why on earth am i totally aware of where i am in my cycle, when we had sex, when i ovulated and I’m now on countdown to my period arriving (2 week wait), or not. But it will. Its always does.

                                                                            
This for me is torture. Its also a very scary thought, who am i when I’m not planning a baby or IVF cycle or which vitamins we should both be on?

Im a project person, i need to plan. We thought about moving house after we lost Millie but as we need to save for more IVF it makes financial sense to stay where we are. Theres a bit of decorating to do but i hate decorating so that wont occupy me for long.

We have decided to have more weekends away, do things i cant when pregnant; trampolining, indoor skydiving, theme parks, pate, wine, soft cheese, steak…but it wont stop me knowing and stupidly hoping that i might just fall pregnant. Why oh why do i do this to myself?

The strange thing is i know I’m not alone, loads of IVFers who have unexplained fertility or those who have tubes, ovaries and live sperm still try every month they are not cycling, we all greedily read those stories about women who fall pregnant naturally before or after IVF treatment and hope that one day, soon, it’ll happen to us.

But 6 years later I’m still waiting for that natural miracle. Its not going to happen. So why do i still hope?

And there we have the answer as to why i cant stop…because there is hope. Ok it wont happen traditionally, so I AM stupid for thinking every month “this might be the month” BUT i have been pregnant twice so how i can stop, when next time might be the one we bring home? I just know id wonder “what if” if i went on the pill or didn’t try IVF again. And so really i don’t have to figure out who i am when not trying to conceive, because I’ll never stop, because despite it all, there is still hope.

All the above has been said when i am in complete denial about losing Millie, at a time where i cant really remember being pregnant, when her photo doesn’t correspond with the image in my head, where its a story i can tell about someone with my name but the true horror and tragedy of it all doesn’t sink in at all and i only know its horrific from the look on other peoples faces. 

So it could all change when i process this healthily.

Love, Little Miss PMA xxx