'And now, the news...'

Right, some news for our family and friends.


So we're pregnant, at the moment. Yes, we know, yippee! But we can't 'yippee', as I've also been threatening miscarriage. My parents have been told already - before anyone worries that we've not told my mum and dad yet. It's bitter-sweet, as my parents realised when we called them. The excitement is very soon damped down... It's a very difficult situation, as we were truly excited - anyone with a Balin would want more! - but we're quite private anyway and wanted to keep it just between us for as long as I could hide it easily.

If I just explain, briefly... I started haemorrhaging badly while in the shops one day and Coop came immediately from work and took me to the ER. All they could say was I was having a miscarriage, that I had to go home, rest for at least two weeks, not lift things, (not even Balin, if at all possible) and see what happened. They did check the baby still had a heartbeat, that day, but were unwilling to give any idea as to if we'd keep it. I understand. They can't say things like that. They'd be wrong 50% of the time anyway and couples could be litigious. We have been back and forth to the hospital more times than I can remember.

We're not going to say how far along we are as the hospital has been constantly repeating that we have to take it day by day. Each day is a bonus. Basically, we could lose this baby any day. We are trying not to get attached, so haven't been talking about it much, aren't really willing to buy things yet, and certainly haven't been thinking of names. We won't find out the sex - we didn't do with Balin either, we like surprises, and what bigger surprise for us both not to know the end result to, than that?!

We are grateful that we've been blessed with another pregnancy. We'd been trying for quite a while, and if we hadn't gotten pregnant that time, it was going to be even harder, as we were down to our last month of fertility meds. So we just pray every day that we'll get further along and the baby will stay with us, get all the way to term, be born and be healthy. Apparently going to term has been very unlikely up until present time, but the longer we go, the better chance the baby has, of course. We'll go visit the NICU / Preemie unit at our local hospital, but if we are lucky/unlucky (lucky that it stays put that long, unlucky that it's still too early for comfort) and the baby does decide to arrive before 34 weeks, then it would have to be in the NICU at Townsville - 4 hours away.

We did ask one or two people, whom we knew wouldn't ask any further questions until we'd bring it up again, if they'd include me in their prayers, and we are grateful for them and what they did.

We have friends and family who have miscarried and we don't want to upset them. Hopefully people won't be offended that we've explained the situation in this way, but we didn't constantly want to be answering questions about it, as if we do lose this baby, it will be hard enough without having to deal with other people's awkwardness. (Because, what do you say to someone who was having a baby one minute, and not the next minute, really? 'I'm sorry' seems lame, and anything more just brings more pain. People feel awkward and then avoid you, and that's the last thing we'd want. Easier for people not to have known up until now when I can't really hide it very easily to the people who see us regularly, - definitely in my swim gear - at least, and not to have to feel awkward.)

So that is our nice/not so nice news.

Oh, and my cat has bad breath!