7 weeks 2 days!

I woke up this morning and I finally feel in a really good space to post again!
Firstly-thank you for all of the supportive comments- unfortunately with all of the strange stuff that went on with Blogger a week ago, some of the comments only showed up on my email, but have been lost from my blogpost. So thanks to Krista, Bridget, Babyhopes2003, Michele, and aliciapartridge for your lovely comments-I was able to read them on my email but I'm sorry they aren't on my post for some reason!

So my week has been fairly uneventful actually, which is all rather boring but also great. No more bleeding thank goodness and I've spent an embarrassing amount of time in my bed reading books and magazines, as well as being waited on by G. The first few days after that bleed were quite hard and I found myself becoming quite anxious in the evenings, scared that I would wake up to that same awful feeling again. But that scenario never eventuated so I'm starting to relax back into feeling positive and pregnant again.

We seem to have something on every week that helps the time go a little faster and offers some reassurance. This week I have had another BT which came back fine, and we also met our midwife who is just lovely and made us feel very relaxed and confident that we will be well looked after. We'll be seeing her again in 2 weeks. Next week we have our 8 week scan at the Fertility Clinic, and I've also been having weekly acupuncture which helps to relax me and is nice just for a bit of peace of mind.

In the midst of all of this my mum has just started her Chemotherapy. My dad and I went with her to the Cancer Centre yesterday while she was hooked up to some quite scary looking bags of drugs! One had bright red liquid in it which we now refer to as 'rasberry juice',and the other clear bag is the 'lemonade'.(yes-as though we are 5 year olds...!) It sounds a lot nicer than the real names which I wouldn't know how to pronounce anyway. While mum had a nap, Dad and I spent some dad&daughter time together went and scoured the second-hand shops and hardware store, and then got pies for lunch before going back and picking up mum who was almost done.
All in all the actual 3 hours of treatment she had wasn't as bad as she thought, but by the time we got home she was starting to feel the effects already. Dry mouth and sore stomach, and a bit of nausea-she joked that she was feeling pregnant along with me!Hopefully she wont suffer the effects too badly, but she's well prepared with a wig for the inevitable hair loss over the next few weeks.

So now I feel like I need to get myself back into some normal living again. I have some work to do which has been on the backburner for 2 weeks, as well as my own projects. A super long merino top I want to make with some fabric I bought a month ago, and I also want to convert a couple of pairs of my jeans into some form of maternity wear. I'm nowhere near showing, but with complete lack of exercise and twice my normal appetite, lets just say the top buttons are being extra stubborn about meeting the button holes. So I figure I may as well get a head start!