This pregnancy lark is so damned hard

It's been more than a month since my last post, the problem has been trying to find time to sit down and actually write something coherent.

In short, and not to put too fine a point on it, the last month has been utter cack.. Things started to take a turn in the week before Christmas when Elly was admitted to hospital three times in a week because of the bleeding she's was having. It was insanely worrying, and made worse by the fact that no-one could tell us why it was happening, the overriding feeling we got was that the medical types couldn't do anything, the baby was too small and we'd just have to wait and see what happened.

To cut a long story short, we spent a week running backwards and forwards to hospital and it was pretty dreadful to say the least. Then things calmed down a bit, until last week...

Elly's waters broke on Monday January 8th at around 5.30am and she was only 19 weeks into the pregnancy, we rushed her into the hospital who told us the baby was, to all intents and purposes, going to die and they gave him/her a 5% chance of survival and told us he'd be delivered and dead within a week - it was the worst day of my life.

For the last six days we've been taking things hour by hour and baby BB is still with us, we've turned our bedroom into a clean room and confined Elly to bed to keep her away from any forms of infection or stress and so far we are doing well.

Tomorrow we go back to the hospital to see the consultant and try to find out what's going on, hopefully we'll get some answers.

So, the main reason I haven't posted in over a month is that we've been worrying ourselves senseless over the health of Elly and the baby. Fingers crossed that everything will be fine and the little one is doing well - there's no way we're giving up on BB yet ...