Sorry that it’s been so long. We’ve been so busy around here
and quite distracted!
May 5th was the transfer. On May 10th,
I left my sister’s house to go grocery shopping and couldn’t resist picking up
those damn tests. I knew it was way too early to test (5 days past transfer),
but I told myself I would at least wait until the next morning to start my
testing. Early testers are like addicts, though. As soon as I got home, I put
the groceries away and tore open the test package. Seconds after peeing on the stick,
I looked at it and saw nothing. I cursed myself for being so stupid and
impatient and went into my room to change out of my work clothes. As I was
getting dressed, I (of course) said to myself, “well, I didn’t wait the full 3
minutes or anything”. Back I went into the bathroom… to get the biggest shock
of my life.
As I picked up the stick and held it up, I saw the faintest
line you could probably detect on a pregnancy test, but, it was there. I
immediately started crying and yelling, “oh my god, oh my god” over and over
again. I stood there in my bathroom with one hand on my mouth and the other on
my pregnancy test. My first ever POSITIVE pregnancy test!!!!!!!!!!!
When I calmed myself down a little, I called my sister. I
tried to stay calm, but as soon as I started explaining that I saw a line, I
lost it again. Within seconds she was on her way over. When we hung up I was so
tempted to call her back and say something like, “nevermind, I don’t know what
I’m talking about”. The denial was creeping in. As soon as she arrived she
looked at the test and immediately saw the faint line. I wasn’t crazy. I was
pregnant. I AM PREGNANT.
She stayed over for a while until it was time for my husband
to come home. I was in denial. Something kept nagging at me and telling me that
it wasn’t right. I kept thinking that the next morning I’d test and nothing
would be there. It was surreal and incredible and I wish I could’ve allowed
myself to enjoy it even more, but my brain wouldn’t allow that. My brain had
been so used to getting NEGATIVES and BAD news. I didn’t know how to accept it.
That night, I told Dennis almost as soon as he got home.
While he was just as thrilled and excited, he experienced some of the same
feelings I was feeling. We just didn’t know how to accept it.
My beta test wasn’t supposed to be until the following
Monday, but I managed to get it changed to Friday so I could get some numbers!
When I went for the test, the lab tech told me that they wanted the number to
be around 50. After hours of anticipation, we received the call that our number
was already at 143!!! Our next test was 360 and the one after that was 813.
Great numbers.
The night after my first home pregnancy test, my sister, her
husband, and my nephew went to have dinner at my mom’s. My sister and I made a
plan that while they were eating dinner, Dennis and I would sneak in and
surprise them with the news. So, while they were at the dining room table,
Dennis and I came in with a bottle of champagne. I decorated the bottle with a label
that said “FINALLY” and pink and blue ribbons.
Needless to say, they were not
only surprised, but ecstatic. That day is a day I’ll remember for the rest of
my life.
More blogs to come… as many of you know we had
another surprise shortly after the pregnancy news. As for now, I’m going to
relax and soak in the fact that I just wrote my blog post about finding out I
was pregnant. Our dreams are coming true
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