Expecting the Unexpected – IVF/Preemie/Toddler

March 4, 2010

Name Change & A Round up

Filed under: Archives — Shazld @ 11:24 pm
It was a hard choice but I have decided to change my Blogs name…..well really it makes sence too as the Quest I was on has come true.  I went with Expecting the Unexpected due to my TTC years and that was  – I didn’t expect to be infertile, I didn’t expect to have to go through IVF, I didn’t expect it to take 11 transfers, I didn’t expect a preemie baby, I didn’t expect him to make it to a toddler due to his prematurity and by far I didn’t expect toddler time to be so full on.
I still remember having my first appointment with our first Fertility Specalist and hearing those words ….. I can’t see why it won’t take long to happen but little did he know I must of killed some important people in my past life, walked under millions of ladders and past black cats because if it was going to happen it was going to happen to me. 
Mis-diagnose burst appendix  at 16, the larva from that almost melts my insides and I am left with scar tissue growing around my tubes to close them tighter than a frogs butt.  I then have a laperoscopy to find out why Chlomid isn’t working.  Last words I hear is 1 in 5000 people end up with a knicked bowel….drum roll, there were 4999 happy women out there …. where is my trophey??  So what should of taken an hour took  an ambulance to a level 2 hospital and 6 days in hospital.  There I was diagnosed infertile….. fantastic…. did someone leave that bit out of the story of my growing up and living happily ever after!  Six transfers later a BFP….14w 5d another ambulance ride to hospital, layed around for 5 hrs, told to pee in a cup told I had a UTI and give pills….no scan and no internal.  On way to OBS ….POP and GUSH, I am induced and deliver my daughter at 16w 2d.  Eleventh transfer a BFP, 18w membranes buldging, first hospital where I lost my daughter wanted to terminate, discharge myself and got to the Royal Womens, emergency stitch put in and I am 3cm dialated.   Hospital bedrest for 7 weeks constantly being told by what ever hospital I got moved to that it wouldn’t  last and I would loose the pregnancy, 25 weeks cord prolapse and emergency C-section….my son born at 25 weeks at 845g.  Didn’t bond with him for 2 days, didn’t want to bond with something I was going to lose.   Called in twice to say goodbye to him and 153 days in NICU & SCN.  Then we almost loose our brand new house in the Black Saturday Bushfires in 09.   And the unlucky person award goes too………….. trust me don’t ever rub me for luck!
Now in saying all that I was blessed my son survived and my house survived.  M is one of the best things that has ever happened to me (besides meeting my best friend….my husband).  And I have to say I am totally shocked in how much a baby grows within their first year.  These defensless little things are born and within a year most are talking, feeding themselves, crawling and walking, have attitude and already know what they like and dislike.  We as humans are the most amazing thing when young in that it’s all imbuilt into us on what to do within our first couple of years of life.  I didn’t teach M how to crawl or stand up or walk…..he already knew how to do it and when he was going to do it and before you know it, you have blinked and my baby boy has grown up to be my toddler with spunk and a bit of attitude!


  1. You have had to deal with a lot of bad luck, especially on your quest to have a baby. Not something you’ll ever forget, I’m sure.

    But I’m glad you can look back on lots of joy too in your roundup.

    Comment by Lut C. — March 5, 2010 @ 8:23 am | Reply

  2. Im a little tired after reading all of that! roflol
    What a journey and what a gift you got at the end. Just sad some of us have to have so much bad with the good.

    Comment by Brenda — March 9, 2010 @ 3:02 pm | Reply

  3. Forgot to say, love the new name and look of your blog!

    Comment by Brenda — March 9, 2010 @ 3:04 pm | Reply

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