. gemma .

My partner and I had been together just over 3 months when I fell pregnant and for quite a long time I was in denial about it and I kept saying that there's just something wrong with me, stress or something to stop my period as I came up negative on all tests that were done. It wasn't until I was almost 4 months pregnant that I had a positive test.

When I fell pregnant it was about 2 months before my TEE the most important exams in any persons life and the results would tell me what university I would get into and what courses I could do. It turned out that I really quite badly stuffed them up simply because of the fact that I was too busy worrying about what to do to study for them. My partner was fantastic throughout all of this and helped me find a way for me to go to university.

When it came time to tell my parents that I was pregnant I couldn't even do it to their face I simply left a letter for them to read and then came home a few hours later after they had had time to cool down. My parents weren't angry just disappointed but that's understandable. My partners parent's on the other hand went ballistic they were so bad that he had to stay with me at my parents house for 3 weeks and his aunt had to fly over from Melbourne to calm down his mum.

In January Glenn and I moved into our own place and although we were glad that we had some freedom we didn't like where we were staying and weren't quite happy there.

At the end of February I started university not doing the course I wanted but I was in and that's what mattered. Glenn and I were also both working most of the time so between work and university we were both exhausted. I continued to work till May. I was due on the 13th of June and I hated not working.

I was stuck at home most of the time and all I could do was house work or study. Well I got through it and then I had my exams... that was the worst time of my life so far. My first exam was on the 11 of June and my last on the 13th (the day I was due) but I did it and surprisingly did very well in all of them.

Meanwhile my bloodpressure was rocketing sky-high, I had a nurse come to see me every second day for about 2 weeks and eventually one day I was feeling so bad Glenn made me go into hospital. When I got there they said that my blood pressure was dangerously high and that they would have to induce me, one thing I defiantly did not want. The next thing I was told was that it would be advisable to have an epidural the one thing I had swore that I would never do but if it was the best thing to do I didn't see any other way.

The actual birth was quite short, about 8 hours from start to finish and at 8:45 on the 18 of June I had a beautiful daughter who we named Kaitlyn. About 10 minutes after I gave birth to her she had to be resuscitated because she was having difficulty breathing as she had inhaled some fluid on the way out and things went down hill from there.

Kaitlyn was with me in my room at the hospital for about 2-3 hours and when I was asleep the nurses had to take her away to the special care nursery because they were concerned about her because she was grizzly and wouldn't eat. The doctors there discovered that she had some sort of infection and had to be on antibiotics and tube fed for almost 2 weeks.

The day I went home from hospital was one of the most emotional times I have ever experienced, I just couldn't stop crying, I felt guilty for leaving her there, but I eventually calmed down and saw that it was the best thing for her. Kaitlyn slowly recovered and we visited her every day for three weeks and then one day they said "You can take her home tomorrow". I almost started to cry again because of the relief that I felt.

The next day we took her home and everything's been up hill since. We have since then moved house and Kaitlyn is almost 5 months old now and has the most beautiful smile I have ever seen. Although we have had a tough time I would never take back anything that has happened in the past year. I have never been happier in my life :)