After the visit with the termination counsellor I went straight home, curled up in my bed and lay there thinking about my options. I then did what I recommend no one does, but we all do anyway, I googled. I googled abortion experiences. What a horrible thing to Google. Although a lot of them were … Continue reading The Decision
By now we had known we were pregnant for a couple of weeks. Had we come any closer to making a decision? No. For me, I had come closer to this little alien growing inside me, I had connected with it, I could see myself nursing it, changing it's tiny nappies and proudly announcing it's … Continue reading That Termination Visit..
I've never had an issue with needles or blood tests. In fact I donated blood every year at school when the vans came around. There's something about giving more than just money, something that is you to an essential cause that feels well, pretty positive. After your first donation here in New Zealand, once you … Continue reading When A Negative Result Isn’t Always Great News
I guess, if we had the ability to see the future, hindsight and all that, we would be able to make more sensible, justified decisions. But we can't. Well I can't anyway. All I could see was the now. Now I am pregnant. Now I have to decide for myself what to do. No one … Continue reading Jan Something. Should You Stay Or Should You Go?
I feel like the first few days of finding out were a complete whirlwind and a tad of a blur. So much happened in the space of 36 hours! So many life changing facts and thoughts. I'll admit at this stage I was slightly excited about the thought of becoming a mum. I'd say like … Continue reading 11 Jan. Oh, It’s Only A Yolk
We sat on the bed in silence for what seemed like forever, but was probably just a minute or two, staring at this plastic stick on my hand. "It's a pretty faint line" but it was still another line. We decided our best course of action was to go to the medical professionals and confirm … Continue reading 10 Jan. Shit, Now What?
The 9th of January 2017 will always be a date I'll remember, which is a big thing for me considering I rely way too much on Facebook for birthday prompts. That was the day that I found out I was in fact pregnant. Some of you may be thinking how is this a surprise? How … Continue reading 9 Jan 17 i.e D-Day