Sneaky Sneaky!

If you missed my last post - I'm Pregnant! But I haven't told Craig yet. Due to the stress and anxiety we experienced with our previous pregnancy's (and miscarriages) I decided to keep this quiet until the 7-week viability scan. I needed to know for sure. So for the next few weeks, I had to implement some pretty sneaky tricks to keep him in the dark. More so due to the holiday, we were just about to embark on......

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So up and at ‘em early in the morning to catch our flight to Noosa, QLD. I was very nervous about the flight as I often get sick on planes as it is. Luckily I hadn’t had any pregnancy-related nausea yet but I didn’t want to take any chances. So ginger biscuits on the plane to keep my tummy calm, lots of water to stay hydrated and some essential oils to help with the distinct, nausea-inducing aeroplane smell, I got through the flight with flying colours.

Now, the main fib I had to tell my hubby was that I had my period. He knows my cycles now after trying for a few months so I knew he would notice if Aunt Flow never arrived. I probably went overkill with the rustling of tampon packets, complaining about period pain and the like. But I am committed to keeping him in the dark until I am confident this pregnancy is viable.

So I also picked 2 days of our holiday to tell my hubby that I was ovulating. Now although it was completely unnecessary, those 2 days were pretty fun!

I also had to tell him I was using the progesterone pessaries to help increase my progesterone levels to help us GET pregnant (instead of the truth which is to help us STAY pregnant). Thank goodness I never told him how much they cost or he may have suggested we wait!

Drinking. This was a big one and I had to be sneaky. Now I am not a huge drinker but I definitely enjoy a few wines on a weekend and especially when on holiday. So, I made mention to him that I was going to drink white wine since it was warm up here, even though I usually am a red wine lover. This made it easier to pull the wool over his eyes. I offered to go and do the first shop and bought the cheapest bottle of white wine I could as well as a bottle of alcohol-free wine. The over-planner that I am, I had already packed a small funnel in my suitcase. So, when my hubby was out of the holiday unit, I switched the real wine for fake wine and discreetly got rid of the bottle. Luckily, I only had to replace it once as my hubby decided not to drink much at all this holiday, so I didn’t either. I do feel a little guilty about this as I think he limited his drinking especially to help with the baby-making process! We are both quite health conscious and like to limit our drinking but on holidays, I did think he would want to relax with a few beers each day. Anyway, I hope he forgives me. It will be worth it if all goes well.

I also had to say I was worried about getting a UTI to avoid spending too much time in the spa. The pool at our holiday units was heated but we only ever lasted in there for about 10-15 minutes before getting cold. So, the boys always wanted to go in one of the spas. They were quite large so they still felt like they were swimming and it was much more comfortable to sit in. After a quick google search, I found that the main reason sitting in a spa is not recommended in pregnancy is because you can overheat. So, when I did go in, I didn’t stay in for too long and kept my arms out which helped keep my temp down. However, by the end of the holiday, I didn’t want to go in at all, which is when the phantom “fear of getting a UTI” came into play.

So I got through the rest of our holiday with no one the wiser about my pregnancy.

Back home and the first week back at work was tough. I was so tired and nauseous the entire time. But again, no one seemed to suspect anything other than the normal struggle to get back into a routine after a holiday.

Then I finally caved, 1 week before our early “dating and viability” scan. I told my hubby. I was incredibly nauseous all the time. So tired and had such a sore lower back that ached all day. This freaked me out to no end. I had never had a sore back with either of my boys. The only time I had back pain was when I miscarried the second time. So, I was freaking out and decided it was time to tell my hubby so I could get some support.

He was wonderful. He completely understood why I had kept the pregnancy from him and forgave all the little white lies. He appreciated the thought but was very happy to know the truth. He was so supportive the next few days. All I wanted to do was cry. This next week holding out for the first scan was going to be tough and I was so happy to have him by my side...

With love to you and your tribe,

Casey xx