The beginning

28 days on the dot.... from the time I was 11years of age. Then out of the blue about 6 months before our wedding it all changed. I was 26 years old. Little did I know the love hate relationship I was about to develop with Aunt Flo.

I have issues; there is absolutely no doubt about that. I have no chance of being a supermodel at 5 feet tall. I will never play pro basketball but that’s not really my thing anyway.  I have spent the last 8.5 years married to a wonderful, albeit slightly alcoholic husband. But I think if I had to be married to me I would have more than one unhealthy addiction. So fair play to him.

We had decided that we were eager to start a family once we were married. We both come from large families and love spending time with them. So when my cycle started to go haywire I went to the Doc and was diagnosed with PCOS ( cysts on the ovaries causing hormonal imbalances )... so, I think .. no biggie, my sister has the same thing and she gave birth to one of the most extraordinary little girls I know.. but that’s a story for later on.

Not one to do things in halves We were straight into it J . Five months went by and nothing, Impatient as I am, next month I went out and bought some ovulation predictor kits... best thing ever..Bang! Preggers! We couldn’t contain our excitement and blabbed our little secret as fast as we could.

Within days things started to go pear shaped. The pain was building and I was starting to bleed.  After several trips to emergency aided by a very special caring friend, an ultrasound showed there was a sac but it was too early to see a heartbeat....all was not lost..yet.  Panadeine Forte became my new best friend for the next month. Then it was time to see a specialist, overnight he had an answer for me. My HCG levels were rising and dropping and it was likely I had an ectopic pregnancy.  Foo dropped me at the hospital at 8am the next morning, strangely enough I was in no pain whatsoever...turns out the tube had ruptured and I was bleeding internally. I returned home a few days later minus a fallopian tube....again...no biggie – you only need one to get pregnant.

Not for the faint hearted... Uterus surrounded in blood from rupture

Ectopic fallopian tube - purple mass in the middle

I was now more than ever determined to get pregnant.  3 months before we can start trying again...what to do? Take the overseas holiday we had been promising ourselves.  We had a fantastic time travelling through Europe and I am so pleased we did it, although in hindsight I think I was feeling more emotional than I thought and we should have waited a little longer before we went.

12 months of Baby dancing and no double lines on that stick. 

I have two amazing friends Svet and Marnie and without them the next part of our journey would have been so much harder to cope with. I love you guys xx.

Svet suggested we see a fertility specialist, we had been trying for 18 months and I only had one fallopian tube, surely we qualify.

It felt exciting to be actively doing something (other than the obvious) to try and realise our dream. I am a very impatient person ( just ask Foo)  and the 6 week wait til our appointment with the specialist felt like forever. 

Our FS was great and by the end of our consultation he had a pretty good idea what was wrong and he just needed to do exploratory surgery to confirm it.