Update

Just an update - I had my ultrasound this morning to check the progress of my cervix and look at bubs growth. The good news is that our baby is growing well, his current estimated weight at 24+6 days is 770 grams (or 1pd 11oz). Obviously tiny, but for this stage of pregnancy it's a good size. The not so good news is that my poor little cervix is not holding up well. Last week it was 7mm and today it is 5mm. There is just half a centimetre between my baby and the world. So from here, I will have steroids again on Wednesday to help mature his lungs and will otherwise sit tight and try to stay pregnant for as long as I can.

I am breathing a very small sigh of relief that tomorrow is week 25. The hospital nursery will resuscitate and provide treatment to babies born as early as 24 weeks however after some discussion and consideration of what the risks to a baby born this early would be, my husband and I made the decision that if our boy arrived this early we would choose to not provide treatment and to allow him to pass away. 25 weeks for us means this is the point we would allow doctors to attempt to provide treatment and so this means, from now if our baby is born, he will have a chance to live. The thought of a 15 week premature baby is not one I want to entertain though!

In other news, hospital can be moderately entertaining. I am in a single room but with a shared bathroom with the woman in the single room next door. This morning apparently she put in a complaint that the bathroom had not been cleaned properly for a few days. The midwife who she complained to asked me if I had noticed as well and I said yes, the toilet paper hadn't been restocked and there was soap residue on the floor. Upon returning from my ultrasound, a cat fight had erupted between the midwife and the cleaner, because the cleaner had "approached" the patient who complained, which irritated the midwife and so they had a little argument out in the corridor. Then the cleaner came to ask me what she had done wrong... I tried to bow out of the discussion but the cleaner was most upset. As the hour progressed, the cleaner called her supervisor and the three of them were left to sort it out. Drama drama! Meanwhile, I'm just in here twiddling my thumbs, writing my blog and eating chips.