Well my story began after I married in June 2003. My husband and I decided we wanted to get pregnant as soon as possible and luckily I did, by July I was already pregnant.
My first preganacy was short lived however and in early September I miscarried, I was devastated and felt that to all concerned (doctors, hospitals etc) I was just another statistic constantly told one in four first pregnancy ends in miscarriage blah blah! That didn’t matter to me though it was my baby and I felt like I’d let her down by letting go of her.
Time did heal though and I was soon ready to try again and right on time for christmas 03 I discovered I was pregnant again, it was everything I wanted and more.
Again this pregnancy was quite short lived and on New Years eve I was taken to hospital with light bleeding and discomfort. If I’m honest I thought I was being over cautious because of the miscarriage. My bloods were taken and I was given an appointment with the EPAU for follow up bloods and sent home.
I must admit I was relieved I thought everything was fine I didn’t feel like I was miscarrying and ectopic didn’t even enter into my head untill two days later when I was still spotting and I was in agony.
I was taken into theatre when my blood levels didn’t double and there was nothing on the scan, I subsequently lost my left tube. I was devastated.
The only thing I have ever wanted was to be a mum and as if to rub salt in the wound all of my three sisters had children and not even tried (not that they were they just didn’t understand).
I had losts of fertility tests done and unbeknown to me when I went to the gynae to get my results I was four weeks pregnant, I was happy but reaaly scared all at the same time it was really wierd.
My pregnancy wasn’t easy and when I started spotting at six weeks I thought the worst so when I had a scan and saw my little baby’s sac (the peanut as it looked like) I was over the moon and immediately fell in love.
I was scanned every few weeks especially from 28 weeks because my little man (we found out I was having a boy at20 weeks-a first for my family!) was measuring a whole eight weeks bigger than he should!
I still went four days over due though (it was as if he knew I was being induced a couple of days later and he knew I didn’t want to be!) and on 21st February 2005 I finally gave birth to my precious son Samuel who weighed a whopping 9lb 14oz!
I have only recently found this website and only came across it by chance whilst researching ectopics for my sister who devastatingly suffered a ruptured ectopic early this year after trying for two years to concieve her second child.
I would like to say thankyou I know she posts on here and the suppport of all of you are helping her recover. I am astounded everyday at the calibar of women who post here, to share such an emotional, devastaing time to help others takes a lot of guts.
My only regret is that I didn’t find you during my recovery x