My last cycle started on June 3rd. According to the charts, I should have
started my next cycle on July 1st.
Give or take a day for hormones, emotional stress, and general
miscalculation, I should have had some activity from “the curse” by July 3rd. The 1st was my “I’m just done trying
to get pregnant because here comes my period again” day. I was a little crampy and generally cranky
too. Frustration had set in… July 2nd
and 3rd passed with no show from “the curse”. Surely, it’s coming! DH insisted I was getting myself messed up
with the drama over the pregnant/not pregnant cycles. We were getting ready to head to WV for the
annual 4th of July party with the Bartlett family. Wednesday, July 4th (Happy 4th
of July!) we headed north. Still no
curse… By now, I was convinced of the
pregnancy but sick to my stomach over the thought. Maybe I am, Maybe I’m not! Maybe I’m ready, Maybe I’m not! DH still wasn’t convinced – or maybe he was
but wasn’t ready to admit it?? We
arrived at his parents late that night and off to bed we went without an
answer. Thursday was an extremely busy
day…shopping all day and preparing for the party. I had no interest in spilling the
beans…yet… I needed to cope with the
news myself before I share it with the world!
Not sure that’s going to happen in this scenario!
Friday morning…holding my pee was “fun” to say the
least. We were in Philippi, West
Virginia. A tiny spot on the map without
much of anything there… Had I been home,
I would have ran to Walmart or a 24 hour CVS and picked up a stick on Thursday
night to pee on. However, in our current
scenario, it required making the Friday morning stick pee decision, getting out
of bed, convincing myself I DIDN’T have to pee, driving 10 minutes to the pharmacy,
stopping at the other 3 places the parents needed us to, and then finally
making it back to the house 45 minutes later!!
Phew! Now, that was a challenge! We made it back to the house and guests of
the party had arrived to beginning helping with prep… Ok, now HOW is this going
to remain a secret?? DH spilled the
beans to his parents as to why we insisted on leaving the house at 9 am so they
were waiting for the news themselves!
Thinking that this would be the last time I would pee on a
stick, I had envisioned a more epic series of events. Should I have surprised DH with the answer on
a stick? Should we have video taped our
discovery? Well, anything would have
seemed more memorable than the actual circumstances…
We went to the bathroom…finally, relief! I was hesitant to pee just because I was
nervous to confirm my suspicions. The
stick was activate (thank heavens for the digital stick – I hate have to
interpret) and I went about my bathroom business. The phone rang….DH answered…..it was the
Verizon guy….he continued his conversation about G’s phone damage (a whole
different story)…. He looked at the stick while on the phone and then showed it
to me while I was washing my hands….pregnant.
No tears, no happy squeals, no hugs or kisses – a pregnant
stick and an answer to our phone challenges…
Well, in the end, both things needed an answer so it was a good moment,
in theory… ;)
I needed some time to adjust my head to the “pregnant”
concept anyway. I instantly felt scared,
happy, nervous, overwhelmed, and thrilled all at the same time, the exact same
time! It’s a weird bout of emotions that
come out when you find out your pregnant.
No matter how it happened, it happened! Our new journey had begun. A renewed hope for a successful pregnancy and
delivery was instilled and I couldn’t have been happier!
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