That Time I Wasn’t in Labour

I remember it like it was yesterday. There I was, wondering who made the call to decorate the floor of a maternity hospital waiting room with giant blue paw prints when my name was called. Up I jumped. OK, jumped is a bit of a stretch. Up I got slowly and tentatively with my feet firmly planted shoulder width apart in an effort to balance until I was fully upright. And off I went. Into the room where a stranger would shove their hand up my lady parts as physically possible. Continue reading “That Time I Wasn’t in Labour”

My Second Pregnancy Part 2: Knocked Up

A number of things happened next. I purchased and peed on four more pregnancy tests of varying brands. All positive.

I went to the doctor, got my bloods taken and my HCG level checked. The results were high. I was definitely pregnant but I had to wait another 48 hours to re-check the level and see if it had doubled, which would mean the pregnancy was progressing. It had! That meant the pregnancy was viable.  Continue reading “My Second Pregnancy Part 2: Knocked Up”

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