Well, i did it!! I finally got around to re-opening my Etsy store. It's only taken me like, 6 months. Lazy much? I really have to get in and make more things too. I'm really wanting to open a stall at the local markets. And next year I'm hoping to participate in the Handmade Expo they have in Ipswich every year. I would have done it this year but it's this weekend so it's a bit late. Although I did recently make a new handbag, if you saw, I posted it yesterday. It's also on Etsy now too. Trying to cover my bases. I'm getting there. There's alot more opportunity these days to do something like that though. With the internet it makes things alot easier to get out there for more people to see. It's fantasic! It's really bringing out the creative in people. Wether it be in the area of computers or even more hands on stuff. It's just the best way to share.
Anyway, just to change to subject a bit. I have decided that if I'm going to do this blog thing, then, what the hell I might as well tell you what got me started in this whole "getting creative" thing. I did say it was because I got a short hair cut, couldn't find hairclips I liked, bla bla bla. Well, it actually started way before that. In March 2008 I found out I was 5 weeks pregnant. Yay! We had only been trying for 4 or 5 months so we were over the moon. We were so excited. And I actually had it confirmed the day my neice was born so it was a double wammy. All was going well. The day came to have my 13 week scan and being the age I was, I was having a neucal translucency scan. Which, for those of you who don't know, is when they measure folds in babies neck on an ultra sound and check the fluid and stuff all to check for downs syndrome. not exactly sure how they figure it out, but it has something to do with numbers from blood tests you have done a few days before the scan and then the numbers they take from the scan and bla bla. So, I was at low risk. It was great. Bub was measuring perfectly, heart was strong. It was all good. So we went home happy. Three weeks later I went to my check up with a midwife which was all going normally. She checked for heartbeat, and there it was pumping away. Bub was great, still. Yay! Mum was with me for that one so it was exciting to have her there. Only four more weeks till we could find out if it was pink or blue. We were so excited. We'd already bought things for the nursery. I got a great cot off ebay, a change table, a basinette, and people were already giving me things. I was so happy. My bump was growing all the time. I was starting to look rounder and rounder. I was so proud to show it off. I was even wearing tops that made it really noticable. I loved being pregnant. I didn't even have bad morning sickness. I felt only slightly nauseus but it was easy to deal with. I thought, wow, this is going to be so exciting. So anyway, four weeks went by sooo slowly. But the day came. Sel took that day off because we knew we'd be waiting for some time for our turn to come. So we waited. I was totally going to pee myself if they didn't hurry up. That's the worst part. Finally my turn came. We went in, I got up on the table, she started asking all the usual questions. Ok all's good. She put the scan thingy on my belly and the first thing she said was, "Hmmmm." I said "what's wrong" and she looked at me and just said, "I'm sorry". My heart just beat faster and faster. I knew something was wrong but I didn't know how bad it actually was. She then continued on to say " there's no heartbeat." I just shook my head, "No, that's not right, check again, it was there a few weeks ago. It was fine", she did but nothing. I couldn't say anything. I was just in shock.
I'm going to keep you in suspense. I have to step away and leave this alone for a bit. But I promise I will finish it tomorrow.
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