He's here. Our beautiful baby boy was born at 4.07am on Thursday 6th January 2011, weighing 7lbs and 14.5oz. He is, without doubt, the best thing to happen to us, ever. I will post his birth story - rather long and rollercoaster-ish - once we're home and settled. It's only been 24 hours, but all the waiting and hoping was worth it!
I had a sweep on Friday! And now I've had a show and an upset tummy. No contractions yet and my waters are still in place, but things do seem to be moving. If I haven't got started on my own beforehand, I go in to be induced tomorrow evening at 5.30pm.
I am terrified! I am terrified of labour, of what my blood pressure will do (it's been up quite a bit this last week, even with increased medication), of having to have an emergency c-section and mostly of me and my baby not being OK at the end of all this. We have waited so long for this to happen but we have been on the wrong side of the statistics too many times for me to have faith that everything will turn out fine. If you're the praying type, say one for us please!
After 7 years of trying to conceive with my own eggs, 6 early losses (all natural conceptions) and some failed infertility treatments of various kinds, in March 2010 we had donor egg cycle that resulted in a "perfect" embryo that gave us a BFP. We desperately hoped that pregnancy number 7 might be the lucky one. On the 6th of January 2011 we became parents, at last, to the best wee boy in the world (not that we're biased!). Now juggling the realities of working parenthood and health complications. Despite 3 great quality frozen embryos from the donor cycle, our final treatment failed. Our son will be our only child - there will be no more treatments. Trying to come to a place of peace with some guilt and sadness while also feeling extraordinarily lucky to have our wonderful son.