The Crazy World of the Fairy Godmother is Coming Back ...
A lot has happened since I last wrote to you guys, or spoke to most of you actually.
Why you might ask ... well let's go back to February. I had an appointment with my Gynaecologist who put me onto a medication called Clomid. For those that don't know what this medication is it helps the body to produce eggs. I normally do ovulate but have a problem with producing mature eggs, which could be an explanation behind the miscarriages that I previously had.
I was placed on the medication and was able to start taking it right away ... roll on 12 days from when i took the tablets and I had my ovulation scan, it worked - i had two lovely big beautiful eggs that were very mature and i was told i would ovulate any day. fast forward an other two weeks and i found out i was pregnant. It was mothers day, and a wonderful thing to have on this day, an extra reason to have a brilliant day. I did have a few days where i needed scans and at the beginning saw the sac, then around 6 weeks Mr Fairy and I heard the heart beat, such a beautiful sound to hear. Another few weeks and I had to go for another scan due to a little problem and I got to see a beautiful little baby with moving arms and legs and a strong heartbeat. It was such an amazing thing to see after having not been able to get to this point since Master Fairy. I was over the moon and so happy when i left the scan room.
Unfortunately on Friday 6th May 2016 I went back for a scan and it was a 'silent scan'. For those that don't know what this means it refers to there being no noise. There was no heartbeat, no movement ... the baby had died. From the dates it was just a few short days after I had seen the baby move. As it was a Friday i had to wait till Monday for a D+C and was sent home to wait for the inevitable. It was a horrendous weekend and one that I would never want anyone to go through. I was hoping that i would make it to the Monday as I didn't feel like I could birth the baby myself. I didn't feel strong enough. Unfortunately what I wanted is not what happened. I went into, what can only be described as, labour on the Sunday evening and at 8:45 pm that evening Harper Burnett was born.
Since then my mind has been preoccupied with, well grief, and university exams and life. I have tried to workout and did manage to be consistent for a few weeks, then it's been drips and drabs for most of the rest of the time. I'm in a funk, an understandable funk and while there were days when my food was not good majority of the time it has been on point.
I have had a child free 10 days ending on Sunday and then beginning Monday - Exercise will begin, eating will commence (the good eating) and focusing on getting better in myself again.
I'm also planning on (all being well) cycling with my father from Malin Head to Mizen ... basically from the top of Ireland to the bottom of Ireland - I just have to get that bike. I'm trying to refocus my attentions on healthy and productive things and this is one of those things.
Who is with me to the beginning of a new chapter?
I'm starting to feel excited about this next step to getting back into the game and starting to feel good about myself in my skin again.
Why you might ask ... well let's go back to February. I had an appointment with my Gynaecologist who put me onto a medication called Clomid. For those that don't know what this medication is it helps the body to produce eggs. I normally do ovulate but have a problem with producing mature eggs, which could be an explanation behind the miscarriages that I previously had.
I was placed on the medication and was able to start taking it right away ... roll on 12 days from when i took the tablets and I had my ovulation scan, it worked - i had two lovely big beautiful eggs that were very mature and i was told i would ovulate any day. fast forward an other two weeks and i found out i was pregnant. It was mothers day, and a wonderful thing to have on this day, an extra reason to have a brilliant day. I did have a few days where i needed scans and at the beginning saw the sac, then around 6 weeks Mr Fairy and I heard the heart beat, such a beautiful sound to hear. Another few weeks and I had to go for another scan due to a little problem and I got to see a beautiful little baby with moving arms and legs and a strong heartbeat. It was such an amazing thing to see after having not been able to get to this point since Master Fairy. I was over the moon and so happy when i left the scan room.
Unfortunately on Friday 6th May 2016 I went back for a scan and it was a 'silent scan'. For those that don't know what this means it refers to there being no noise. There was no heartbeat, no movement ... the baby had died. From the dates it was just a few short days after I had seen the baby move. As it was a Friday i had to wait till Monday for a D+C and was sent home to wait for the inevitable. It was a horrendous weekend and one that I would never want anyone to go through. I was hoping that i would make it to the Monday as I didn't feel like I could birth the baby myself. I didn't feel strong enough. Unfortunately what I wanted is not what happened. I went into, what can only be described as, labour on the Sunday evening and at 8:45 pm that evening Harper Burnett was born.
Since then my mind has been preoccupied with, well grief, and university exams and life. I have tried to workout and did manage to be consistent for a few weeks, then it's been drips and drabs for most of the rest of the time. I'm in a funk, an understandable funk and while there were days when my food was not good majority of the time it has been on point.
I have had a child free 10 days ending on Sunday and then beginning Monday - Exercise will begin, eating will commence (the good eating) and focusing on getting better in myself again.
I'm also planning on (all being well) cycling with my father from Malin Head to Mizen ... basically from the top of Ireland to the bottom of Ireland - I just have to get that bike. I'm trying to refocus my attentions on healthy and productive things and this is one of those things.
Who is with me to the beginning of a new chapter?
I'm starting to feel excited about this next step to getting back into the game and starting to feel good about myself in my skin again.
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