The first time, on 30th January was incredible. I loved the heart beat sound from her Doppler scan whenever I had an appointment. I saw her more than one would normally throughout my pregnancy which was such a reassurance. Charlotte had already booked us a first scan for reassurance when we met. This was impressive as we’d moved out of Southampton and up to a village near Winchester and so had changed NHS catchment. She had done her homework on my notes and knew the history. Most of our good friends guessed around this time but were too good to say anything… I drove to a black tie ball… We cancelled that trip to India… I wasn’t sailing my boat (known as the fertility symbol as I bought it a month earlier!)… And I made a pathetic excuse not to attend a cheese and wine party, because well – cheese AND wine, what could I do?…Īt 5 weeks I saw my lovely community midwife for the first time – Charlotte. We were even luckier that Mr P has a friend in Madeira that owns two gorgeous 5* hotels ( Quinta Casa Branca and Quinta Jardins do Lago) and hosted us at them both… We were very lucky that the hotels we had booked understood the challenges and refunded. We found out I was pregnant at around 4 weeks and rapidly reversed ourselves out of a trip to India (zika) replacing it with safer and closer Madeira. It only took me 39 weeks to get around to this, my notes were a rambling nonsense and it took some time to make sense of them… But I am so glad I wrote it down as a diary, I have already forgotten so much, not least any pain associated with giving birth!! Now that our little miracle is here, I have eventually looked back on the 39 weeks of jottings. During my pregnancy I jotted things down as they happened, the ramblings of a mad woman some might say! It was to remember the little milestones, and the highs and lows, if it all went to plan and I could look back fondly.
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