Updated: Jun 22, 2020
Let's start at the very beginning (a very good place to start!)
I won't go into this part too much because:
I'm not a medical professional and
We were very lucky when it came to trying for a baby
But we can't talk about being a Mum and becoming a Mum without the whole actually getting pregnant first part.
My husband and I had been together for 11 years and married for 2 when we decided that we would start trying to have a baby. A number of friends have asked me "How do you know when you're ready?" and well you don't really! You'll one day find you move from thinking and talking about kids in the future to wishing they were in your present and that's probably when you're beginning to be ready. Your bank account will never be ready though. You can do all the saving in the world but babies are expensive. That's a undeniable fact and whether you have lots or little in the bank you'll always find something baby related you'll want or need to spend your money on.
When we started trying I had been on the pill for over 10 years so I thought it was probably good for my system to have a break anyway! I didn't know before we started trying that it takes around 3 months for the contraceptive pill to come out of your system and we were incredibly lucky that it took that amount of time for me to fall pregnant. An all-inclusive holiday with all you could drink Cava apparently helped too!
Going into trying to get pregnant I was thinking it would take at least a year. That's what I kept telling myself. Even as I stressed over ovulation kits and had my first negative pregnancy test on Christmas morning in 2018 I kept telling myself "it'll be a year" whilst hoping it wouldn't. And we were so incredibly lucky that it happened so quickly. I know that isn't the norm and don't want to seem like I'm bragging - I am SO aware of how lucky we were and are, but this was our limited experience of trying to get pregnant and I can only share what I know.
Following our very drunken holiday I had decided to swear off ovulation and pregnancy tests as I was already becoming fixated, and agitated, by them both. But a few weeks after the holiday, on 25th January 2019, I woke up feeling a bit strange. I hadn't felt right for a few days so decided to go and do a test whilst my husband was still asleep. I went in to my bathroom, peed in a designated wee pot (you quickly learn you don't want to waste that precious first wee of the day when doing tests!), and used one of the cheaper digital tests I had picked up months before. I didn't really think anything of it but quickly the word I was wishing for was there - Pregnant. Thank God I'd wee'd in a pot I thought as I grabbed a more expensive Digital Clearblue Test I had been saving. That too came back - Pregnant, this time accompanied by '1-2 weeks'. I burst into tears and stood in shock in my PJ's not knowing what to do. I hadn't even told my husband I was doing a test. Quickly I took both tests and walked back into the bedroom where he was now awake. As I walked in he saw my tears and said something along the lines of "Oh you need to stop doing tests and getting upset about them" but as I shook my head he realised what the two tests in my hands actually meant. We laughed, we cried, we sat in shock, I took a photo of the two tests to remember the moment and my husband immediately started panicking about how expensive babies are - all the usual reactions.
And that was that - I was pregnant. Thrilled and shocked and not really knowing what was to come but happier than I had ever felt. I'll share more about that experience in another blog post soon!