22 weeks!

I can’t believe it! We are over half way to meeting our little one. It has seemed like a lifetime and yet, so short.

Carla has a bump now, it’s so firm and I love to touch her belly. I’m sure she gets sick of it, but I love it. It’s amazing to think that our baby is growing in there, getting stronger everyday!

Speaking of getting stronger, bub booted Carla really strongly a couple of times the other day. I’m yet to feel anything but that’s because the placenta is anterior – the darn thing! Hopefully not much longer and I’ll be able to feel something.

We did a gender reveal for family and close friends a couple of weeks ago. We filled a huge (90cm) black balloon with coloured confetti – a lots of it – and then popped it with an IVF needle haha. It was the sharpest needle we had in the home and kind of fitting as well. Everyone was stoked and started asking a million questions about the nursery etc.

We are planning to not reveal to the wider world but will instead announce the sex of Pingu when he/she is born. But for now, I’m happy that some people know as it was hard to keep the secret in conversation.

The day after the gender reveal, we saw a movie with some of Carla’s family and went shopping after. They bought so many clothes and so did we! Some people we know have also said they will be giving us some of their bubbas clothing. We are so lucky!

This weekend we are off to Thailand for a whole entire week.




Just to be able to relax and not do anything unless we want to. And we don’t plan to do much. I’ll be doing some writing and reading, which I’m very much looking forward to.

This year has brought so much happiness into my life. I can’t wait to see what the rest of it brings!


My mummies love me…

A friend gave us a present for Pingu on the weekend. It was such a gorgeous gesture and it was Pingu’s first present! It’s so lovely to see how loved Pingu is already. 


We get to see Pingu again on Friday for the NIPT scan and bloods. Can’t wait!

We should get the results about a week after. Can’t wait to hear how everything is and to find out if Pingu is a boy or a girl. We will be keeping it a secret until birth. We want everyone to be surprised.

I can’t believe it’s already June and in just over 6 months our little Pingu will be in ours arms!

Just a little bit chilly!

How chilly was it this morning?! We had ice on every window of the car! I put water on the windscreen but it wasn’t budging. Carla told me to put the heater on in the car. I was so worried it would crack the windscreen but I trusted Carla as she lived in the UK for a while and knows what she is talking about. 

I had to put my window down to get some of the ice off so I could see. Look what I found on my car when I did!


Milk is Carla’s best friend

So last night I was all nice and comfy in bed. I was crocheting a granny square blanket. I was warm and yep, just very comfortable.

Then I hear Carla yell out to me. She asked for milk. I knew what this meant.

She would throw up if I didn’t deliver milk in the next 3.5 seconds.

I sprang into action and ran, not very fast, mind you, to the kitchen to pour some milk. I raced back to where she was standing in the bathroom and handed it to her.

For some reason, milk seems to calm her tummy down when she is feeling very sick. We very rarely drink milk but lately we have been going through at least half a litre every day.

Oh and whoever named morning sickness, I think they were on drugs. It’s the only explanation. Carla seems to be worse from about lunch time onwards. Then it gets pretty bad around 4-5pm. The other night we were picking up some Chinese takeaway and the carpark saw what she had eaten that day.

Hopefully it settles down and she can start to enjoy this more. It must be so hard to enjoy it when you feel sick!

What was I thinking?!

I decided to enrol in University. I want to do something that will enable me to either work part time and do some work at home or be a stay at home mum and work from home.

So I am studying a Bachelor of Arts (Professional Writing and Publishing). It is all completely online and I can choose if I want to study full or part time. I start on Monday and will be doing 1 prep course and then 1 actual unit.

I’m looking forward to seeing how I go with this. I so badly want to do well and be able to contribute even more in the future.

Pingu is doing well, as is Carla. 8 weeks today! I can’t believe we have known for 4.5 weeks now. Apparently Pingu is now the size of a strawberry! Carla has been feeling sick on an off and occasionally throwing up. It seems to be worse after lunch and into the night.

So this year has a lot to bring and I’m so excited for all of it!

Oh dear, I have been slack!

Wow, it has been a month since I last posted and so much has happened.

I’ll start with our ceremony. it was perfect! Such a beautiful day in all ways! The weather was perfect and we had some gorgeous photos taken.

Now the IVF cycle…

EPU was 3 days before our ceremony. I went in and they got 20 eggs! I couldn’t believe it and thought I was hallucinating the number when I looked at my hand as I was still very drowsy from the anaesthetic. But nope, the number 20 was definitely written on my hand.

Carla came in the room where they keep you after recovery and I showed her my hand. She looked so relieved as for some reason, she had the number 8 stuck in her head. I went home and we relaxed. In the afternoon the lab called to say how many were mature. 18! We were so happy with that!

I was a bit uncomfortable when we first got home and then I was in a lot of pain. last EPU I just slept most of the day away but this time I couldn’t get comfortable enough to sleep. I dozed a couple of times but found it hard to breathe when lying down. I didn’t know if this was normal or not. I called the IVF nurses and they said the professor would call me back. When he did, he told me that my right ovary was not being co-operative when he was collecting the eggs and so he had to manipulate my stomach and uterus a bit and wasn’t surprised I was in pain. Well, that made sense and I slept propped up on a mountain of pillows that night.

The next day we got a call to that 12 out of the 18 eggs had fertilised overnight and that they were watching 5 other good quality eggs that hadn’t interacted with the sperm. We had no idea they did this as our old clinic just discarded any that didn’t fertilise overnight. I think Carla was a bit sceptical about how good they would be as they should have fertilised already.

The morning of our ceremony was day 3 for the embryos. I got the call around 8.30am and was told we now had 15 embryos on Day 3! That is such an amazing number! I ran back into the rumpus to tell Carla and all I could say is “You’re going to be so happy. we have 15 embryos!”. I found out later that she was about to tell me that she didn’t want to know but too late! She was worried that it would be bad news and she would be upset for our ceremony. We were both stoked though! All day we kept just saying the number 15 to each other.

Monday was transfer day. we went in and the professor told us he was very happy with how everything was looking. He then told us that on Day 5 we had 8 blastocysts.


One more than 7 and 1 less than 9.


That is such a fantastic number!

We put one back into Carla and they would freeze the other 7. We went out for a lovely breakfast together as we had a really good experience with the transfer (previously they would hurt Carla a lot but this doctor was very gentle and so good about it all). We had been home for only an hour or so and were curled up on the couch together when the lab called me again.

My heart dropped and I know Carla’s did as well.

They said they were calling to let us know that since we left, 1 other embryo had caught up so they would actually be freezing 8.

We were in total shock. This cycle had gone so much better than we expected.

So fast forward to 5 days later on the Saturday. We were at a friends, having stayed the previous night and decided Carla should pee on a stick.

To our amazement, there was a line. A bloody good line!

We were going to have a baby! Finally!

Over the next week or so the line just kept getting darker and darker and on the following Friday Carla went for a blood test.

HCG – 488.

Such a good result!

A week later there was a follow up blood test (yesterday) and her HCG is now 3769. Carla was concerned as her progesterone had dropped a little (it does fluctuate day to day). So we decided that she would start on progesterone pessaries in case it kept dropping and our little one didn’t stick around. The doctor was fully supportive of this, even though he didn’t think it was needed, but for our peace of mind he said it wouldn’t do any harm.

So we now have a little Pingu (bub’s nickname) due in early January next year!

We are so excited and so happy and we can’t wait to become parents!

First needle is complete!

Yesterday, I was at work and the nurses called me to say my levels were great and to start 175 Gonal-F every night and then on Sunday to start the Orgalutran. Next blood test is 7.30am Monday morning to check how it is all going.

So last night, we decide that 10pm would be a good time to do the injection. We have a dinner commitment on Saturday night and don’t want to rush home just to do the needle. Especially as no one knows we are doing this.

I get the Gonal-F pen ready and swab the area. Carla puts it in and this liquid stings more than the Puregon did. It really might have been just because the liquid is so cold! It’s not as bad as I thought it would be but I do get nervous if I haven’t had a needle for a little while. Carla is really good at calming me down though, she’s really great like that.

Once the needle has been left in for a few seconds after pushing the liquid out, Carla goes to take the needle out. She under-estimated how long this needle is compared to others we have used. not realising it was a little bit longer, when she pulls it out, the tip ‘pings’ out of my skin because it was at an angle.

I must have looked shocked and Carla looks almost devastated. Immediately she starts apologising. I assure her that it’s okay, that it didn’t hurt at all. It just made me laugh at the ‘ping’ noise and that’s what my shocked face was from.

Good news is, there is no sting afterwards! With the Puregon, it would sting for about half an hour after but with this one, I felt fine. Today the site is a little tender, but they always are.

I swear last night I could feel little niggles in my ovaries already. I know it’s probably a bit too early for that, but I’m sure I will in the next few days.

~ Anna