Boo

Today I have some news to share of the totally amazing kind. Meet Boo:

As of today, Boo (as we've affectionately been calling our little baby) is 20 weeks old - we had a scan this morning and everything appears to be normal. Such a massive relief, and as I'm sure any first time mum will attest, you have no idea what is going on inside you and it's quite scary going for an 'anomaly scan'.
Aside from having a growing tummy (which sometimes just looks like I've eaten a big dinner) I have really felt the first little kicks and movement in the last few days - again, quite a relief.

Baby's and birth in general are are amazing little feats of nature, but we're especially happy as we've been waiting for Boo for about 7 years and have had countless trips to the hospital to try and find out why Boo hadn't materialised before now. I'm sure I've mentioned it on here before but the reason why this was such a problem was that I have PCOS. Having had treatment to manage the PCOS and several exploratory operations, examinations, scans, x-rays and courses of pills, the only conclusion the doctors could come up with was that I had 'unexplained sub-fertility'. I was also told by a male doctor with no bedside manner whatsoever that 'you know you're not eligible for IVF, don't you'. Basically there are a number of factors that govern this in the county I live in, but age and weight are the two biggest ones. At 35 I am considered 'too old' which automatically rules me out on the NHS.

It was all becoming at bit disheartening to be honest. We'd gone from saying 'when we have a baby' to 'if we have a baby' and we were really starting to think it would never happen.
I was taking pregnancy tests regularly which were always negative and had become somewhat routine, so imagine how shocked I was when it appeared that (back in December) one of my tests looked positive. I say 'looked' as I really wasn't sure, so of course had to do another one, which also wasn't conclusive. I was physically shaking when my boy came home from work that day, and my first words to him were 'I don't want to alarm you, but I think I might be pregnant'.
After drinking what seemed like pints of water, I went to the shops and bought another pack of tests. The third test showed a negative result (agh!) so I had to do the fourth test which looked like a feint cross but again I wasn't sure. The following day, I was back at the chemist buying a digital test, one of the ones that actually said the words 'pregnant' and 'not pregnant' - conclusive proof. The test said 'pregnant +3' which meant that I was more than 3 weeks pregnant.
I've been lucky enough not to suffer from morning sickness at all (much to my huge relief) but have had problems sleeping for more than 2 hours at a time and waking for hours at a time during the night, not to mention frequent trips to the loo for a wee. More recently I have had mild SPD - which is basically pelvic pain - all of which I'm sure are normal pregnancy side effects, but on the whole, I feel well and extremely happy to be carrying a little Boo around inside my tummy.

Boo should make an appearance to the world in early August. We can't wait to meet our little baby for the first time in the real world. Exciting times ahead.