New Love

I remember the first time i ever met Tony. He had come to visit a female housemate of mine that he knew. We were all sitting on her double bed chatting away and i noticed Tony's fly's were undone. lol. I didn't dare say anything whilst my mate was in the room as i didn't want to embarrass Tony. I waited till she went to make coffee and then i told him. He went slightly red in the cheeks and then made a brilliant comeback. He commented on the fact that he could see the back of my thong and said it looked really sexy. lol. I told him he shouldn't be looking so he said i shouldn't have been looking at his fly's. I said that if i hadn't have been looking, he would have left with his zip down. lol. He didn't have an answer to that. lol. The next time i saw Tony after that was 2 months later. Like i said in my last blog entry, he came and never left. lol. He was so kind and helpful. He would give me money to feed him and do his washing and he would help with the housework. I shouldn't really have had him there, but i couldn't stand the thought of him sleeping on the streets. We started dating and a month later he bought me a ring and proposed. A lot of people could say that was too quick but i knew it was the right thing to do. So i said yes. lol. Our relationship was anything but easy. People were constantly interfering, trying to split us up. But we were strong and wouldn't let these people win. I gave up my room in the houseshare and we went to stay with my uncle Colin. It was whilst we were staying there that we were given some shocking news. You see, we had decided ages before that we wanted to have a baby together but for some reason it just wasn't happening. Tony had tests done and he was ok. The problem was with me. I wasn't ovulating due to PCOS. I was prescribed a course of Clomid and had appointments with a gynaecologist. After 6 months at Colins, we went to stay with a friend and from there we got our very first place together. Just the 2 of us. It was a pokey little studio flat above a butchers, but it was our home. It was there i discovered i was pregnant. Pure joy. We were so happy. But 5 weeks into the pregnancy i woke up early one morning in total agony. I was screaming. Tony called an ambulance which took me to Broomfield Hospital. From there, i was transferred via ambulance to St Johns Hospital. I found out a cyst had burst on my ovary causing the pain. They kept me on a drip for a few hours as i had collapsed outside the hospital due to low blood pressure. But other than that, i was fine and so was the little life growing inside me...................To be continued