Blood. Scary stuff.
I am bleeding. I was lying down with the amazing book my mum sent after my walk home from work. I felt fine and went to the toilet… Blood. Red, new blood. I wiped and there was more. I looked at my watch and saw it was around 6pm. My mind was all ascramble as i realised the worst could be happening. I managed to call A, get myself presentable and get myself on the way to the doctor’s before a few tears came out.
When I got there, A was waiting for me and we had an agonising wait for our ultrasound as they squeezed us into the already busy schedule. I was (and still am) experiencing a dull ache on the left, but no serious pain or discomfort.
Thankfully the ultrasound showed significant activity (both babies were really moving about in there), strong heartbeats and significant growth since tues. Both had grown 4mm in length so there are no obvious problems. It was such an emotional evening.
Doc’s explanation was linked to my stage of pregnancy. He says that between 8 and 12 weeks The pregnancy is actually much safer than at 2-8 weeks because the placental attachment is already established and strong. However the attachment of the placentas to the uterine wall can be quite aggressive and in some of us causes a bleeding – just like embryo implantation can. However because things are so much bigger by this stage, so is the amount of blood that comes out.
So I am on bed rest this weekend and I am now on minimal activity at work. As little walking as possible (no more walks home). Ideally he’d like me not to go to work but that’s just not possible. We have been given a lot more progesterone too.
Wish us luck. Stay strong, wriggling jelly babies!