Background: Since I went off the pill after the wedding, my cycles have been anything but normal. I've tried keeping track of them so I had an idea of what was going on with my body. Since December not much has been happening and after talking with my dad we figured it was because I wasn't ovulating. He mentioned that I'd probably have to take Clomid to ovulate and get things going. After he told me that I spent a week feeling horrible and like something was wrong with me. I got very emotional and on February 1st finally broke down to Matt about how I was afraid I couldn't get pregnant.
Leading up to February 2nd: The next morning I just felt like something wasn't right. I was very emotional, bloated, and just felt kinda sick to my stomach. I wasn't sure if it was from going out the night before, or otherwise. So that afternoon I told Matt I was going to take a test. I did, and a faint but very obvious second line appeared. UH- heart sinks- HUH?
"Matt, um, I think I'm pregnant."This was followed by many- "that's not a second line, we'll go buy some more". We spent the afternoon looking at houses and were a little dumbfounded. I went from thinking I couldn't get pregnant to being pregnant in less than 12 hours. That's a weird feeling!! After holding in my pee for 4 hours we bought 2 more tests, which both quickly screamed positive.
I called and told my dad the next morning. He was actually excited and for the first time I felt excited and happy. He highly suggested we not tell anyone until we get through the first trimester. Me keep that big of a secret, aaaah, not easy. But here I am over 2 weeks later resorting to writing it all down. I can do this:)
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