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Hormones!!! Up and down and up and down...But at least Sarah's hair looks good ;)

2 CommentsFriday, 26 July 2013  |  Admin

It's been a bit of a week to say the least. I had another scan yesterday - that's number 4 now - and my little feral foetus managed to stay still long enough to get the back of its neck measured, but only just.
I'm not worried, I'm not worried about how much my little nutter is moving around in there, I'm not.. Honestly! Ok yeah I am... I'm petrified that it's another force of energy that will match my crazy dogs and the next few years will be spent chasing them all over Lincoln and the surrounding countryside. Still it's one way to lose the baby weight I guess.
I had more blood tests, got some tests back, had blood pressure taken and my enthusiastic midwife told me my blood pressure is "ABSOLUTELY PERFECT" and I'm "DEFINITELY NOT ANAEMIC" which is good.

My body seems to love being pregnant, my hair feels soft, my nails (the ones that aren't bitten) are stronger and my skins cleared up. Physically pregnancy suits me, it's just my hormones and my tear ducts that are playing up really. I think I can experience about 13 different emotions in a half hour interval and the tears... Oh my god, there is no chance of a hosepipe ban in Lincoln. Just stand me by the reservoir and show me a picture of the door of the Lindo wing and watch me go. It's exhausting! I cried when Kate Middleton went into hospital, I cried when I saw the reporters outside, I cried when it was announced she'd had a baby, then again when I saw people outside the palace. More tears when her mum went to visit, then Prince Charles, when they came out to meet everyone I was weeping and inconsolable when they put the car seat in the car and drove off. That's not all, I cried when the dog wouldn't come back when I called him, I cried at work because I was too busy, I cried when I watched the video of the people of Lincoln miming to Take That songs, then I cried when I watched another video of people I'd never met in a town I'd never heard of doing a similar thing but to "American Pie". It's never bloody ending. I'm driving myself and everyone around me nuts. When I'm not crying I'm livid, I'm angry about anything and everything and anyone that knows me knows I'm at my most eloquent when I'm angry. The insults and things I've said are awful but still imaginative which I'm proud of. It's bad though as I was on one rant in the office and when I looked over Henry was hiding under the desk. So then on comes the guilt. Guilt that I'm not going to be able to look after the dog as much once the baby's here, guilt because I'm ranting or crying at anyone near me, guilt because I'm not going to be able to give my future child a father figure, or even really tell it where it's bloody father is. I even felt guilty when I read an article about women with good jobs and support networks who, like me, are able to have children without a man around which, apparently, is unfair to poorer women who don't have that luxury. I've felt all of this, and more in the past few days. I'm like a broken barometer with my mood wildly changing by the second. I'll be hilarious and euphoric one minute, wanting to hug the world and desperately racking my brains to think of someone I havent shared the news I'm pregnant with to flat as a pancake the next.

Add to all of this the shame, humiliation and rejection I feel on a daily basis when some kind soul asks if I'd "heard anything from Mr.A" and I have to reply No. They all respond with "you will, he'll be back" and I'm not sure if this is supposed to be reassuring or a warning! Why everyone has to ask all the time I'm not sure of but I guess that's what you gets for airing your dirty laundry like I'm doing... And I know that all the people that ask mean it kindly, they are just looking out for me, but it's just a reminder of something I'm trying to put behind me as soon as possible, for my own piece of (slightly unstable) mind. Strangely some of the males friends (not all of them) in my acquaintance seem to think I should be leaving the door wide open for Mr. A, for him to stroll back into once he does decide to come back. That I owe this to my child. Though I'm sure if I met a man further down the line and they showed themselves to be irresponible, spineless, cowardly and selfish they would be the first people to tell me not to have a man like that in my child's life and to put the child first.
Of course, I haven't heard anything from Mr.A and again I've been sat in a hospital waiting room watching couples much younger than me wander round looking anxious and holding hands, while I've been there with my aged mother wondering if they are looking at me and feeling sorry for me and the humiliation and shame sweeps over me again. So the cheer myself up I like to think that they are wondering if we are an old lesbian couple who have done a turkey baster job, then I chuckle and then I feel disgusted at myself.
A whole spectrum of emotions over the course of the past few days and I'm shattered - but my hair looks good!


Saturday, 27 July 2013  |  7:52

As a single mum I am aware of how hard it is and appreciate fully how daunting the journey ahead is. However I can't help but feel some sympathy for Mr A. You consented to unprotected sex and as a result you are now pregnant by a man you hardly know? You say he clearly didn't want to go ahead with the pregnancy but you gave very little consideration to his thoughts. Yet you expect him to be supportive and take his responsibility, but it would appear you didn't allow him to be part of any decision making process? There are lots of men who shirk their responsibilities but I don't believe this is the case. He was foolish and I am sure in time he will want to be there for his child. Reading your blogs I can't help but feel as a woman old enough to know she should use protection that yes if you chose to go ahead that's fine but Mr A can't really be painted as the villain. A baby can not make a relationship this is far more damaging on the child than being brought up by one parent.

Friday, 2 August 2013  |  12:28

Hi Sarah
I totally understand your point of view and I agree with you that I was foolish in agreeing to unprotected sex and I accept full responsibility to that.
It probably isn't too clear in the blogs that I had tried to talk to Mr A however he preferred to talk via text and took the decision, by text, to tell me he wasn't interested and that is clearly his choice, which I allowed him to make. I respect his views to make that decision however I think I can have an opinion on that decision?
I dont in anyway want to come across as bitter or upset as we were both adults and I must put my hand up and accept I was old enough to know better.
If he'd maybe stayed longer to discuss it or even met up with me then we could have come to an amicable agreement but I did not in anyway expect the relationship to carry on once I decided to go ahead with the pregnancy. I was realistic in knowing that we hadnt known each other long enough and the pressure would have been too great.
I'm sure you understand that pregnancy can cause your mood to go up and down and I'm sorry if you feel I am unfair to Mr A but I hope you understand that I'm just writing what I'm feeling.
The alternative for me not to have had the child was for me to have terminated the pregnancy and mentally I was not strong enough to do that so although the decision was mine, I did take Mr A's into consideration which I hope he understands as well. But I guess I will never know. This blog really is more about me and not about him.

I hope you understand and really appreciate your feedback