Ta Da! I’m pregnant
Short, but sweet, and completely unexpected.
After a single menstrual cycle, there is a small person growing inside me.
I can’t say that I was excited by the first big fat positive test – I didn’t believe it. For many couples, the TTC journey is characterised by at least a few months of disappointment, before finally reaching a positive result. I was primed and prepared for a negative.
Everything online tells you that “you may struggle to conceive if…
a. you or your partner smoke or have smoked
b. you are overweight
c. you have used hormonal birth control
d. you are over 30-years-old."
Hello! I can put a tick by every single one of those options. Looks like the internet isn’t always right.
Despite all of this, after weeks of sore, lumpy boobs, irritability, perpetual kitchen-pacing, and hyperactive talking, I took a preganncy test 3 days after my “supposed” missed period (how do you know what your cycle length is if you haven’t had a period in 10 years?).
It came back negative.
My husband wasn’t convinced.
The mood swings, pacing, irritability and constant chatter continued.
A week or so later, I got out of bed to the tune of “I Wasn’t Expecting That” by Jamie Lawson (It was making me cry). I went to the bathroom, armed with the second pregnancy test from the twin pack I had bought the week before, and a small glass, still completely convinced that my brain and body were playing tricks on me.
My first thought when I saw the definite, but pale, pink positive indicator on the test…”I wasn’t expecting that.”