Chris and I had a plan. I was going to go off the pill in October. We were going to enjoy our New Year’s 2008, my 30th (and his 34th) birthday in February, and then we were going to quit smoking and drinking and try to make babies.
Things went a little faster than we planned. Assuming that our lifestyles and ages would prevent us from conceiving quickly, we figured we’d get started trying a little earlier than February. Since stopping the pill, I know exactly when I ovulate (I get horrendous ovulation pains – I can even tell which ovary is working), so we did the deed throughout the week that I was ovulating, starting on December 10th 2007. That meant that I would start my period on Christmas Eve or so, because, of course, it wasn’t going to “work” the first time.
But I didn’t start my period. I woke up the morning of December 28, period-less and feeling like I was getting sick. The next morning, I had Chris go to CVS and pick up a First Response home pregnancy test (ever the researcher, I found out that First Response and ClearBlue Easy are the two more accurate home tests).
So I go into the bathroom and pee on the stick. From the bedroom, Chris begins timing. We sit on the bed, waiting.
“I don’t think I’m pregnant,” I say softly.
“Yeah, me either. You just pissed away $9. Or pissed on $9.”
After three minutes, I pushed past him to read the results first.
“Uh oh.”
“What, uh oh? What?”
“Uh oh. Two lines.”
He picked up the stick. “Those aren’t two lines.”
“Chris, it’s two lines. One. Two,” I insisted, pointing at the lines. Yes, one was lighter than the other. But the instructions said it didn’t matter. Two lines = knocked up.
He wasn’t buying it. We took photos of the stick and sent it to our parents. Chris took a home video and posted it to YouTube, saying that we’d wait to see what other people thought. Awesome. I’m letting people on YouTube decide whether or not I’m carrying a kid.
After some research online, I found out about these digital tests that simply read “Pregnant” or “Not Pregnant”– no lines, no pluses and minuses. Just words. I bought a three pack.
The first one tested positive. Chris was in total shock. He said he’d believe it if a third one came out positive. And it did.
So here I am, almost 5 weeks pregnant according to gestational age, 3 weeks according to time of conception. If this little zygote sticks, s/he’ll be born around September 2, 2008.
Symptoms? So far, not too terrible. Starting on Friday, when I thought I was getting sick, that feeling has continued. Lightheaded, tired, somewhat queasy, stuffy nose. The weirdest thing is that I’m HOT. The smallest amount of exertion is making me break out into a horrible sweat. And I swear, I feel that little sucker nestling into my uterine wall. I did yoga this morning and communed with the embryo.
Now, the documentation begins. I’m going to start taking photos (which I HATE doing) of everything. Maybe even video (not that kind of video, Jesus).
I’m already scared of miscarrying (understandable, right). I hope this sticks.
edited: this pregnancy ended in a miscarriage about 10 days later.
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