It was a typical day. Nothing out of the ordinary. I never thought I was pregnant, or at least I didn’t believe the passing thought when it came to mind…
Note to self: Sore nipples should not last more than a week. This is a good sign you may be pregnant!
The week before I took a pregnancy test I was at my Cousins cottage. We spent most of our time sitting on the dock, sipping on an occasional drink and munching on chips and guacamole. Yum! I guess you can say I was craving chips and popcorn before I even had a clue that I was pregnant. It was kind of funny because we joked together of the thought of either of us being pregnant. We talked about how fun it would be and when we planned on having kids. Thomas and I are going away this November for a trip, so we kind of “planned” to start having kids next year. Our last holiday before have kids has officially turned into a Babymoon, and we are totally okay with that! =)
I knew that my period was late, but when is it ever on time? Never. No big deal. I came home from the cottage and started thinking about the wedding we had on the following day. Open bar wedding. For some reason, the thought of possibly being pregnant wouldn’t leave my mind. I would hate to drink at the wedding and soon after realize I was pregnant. I would feel awful. So to give me some peace of mind, I hopped in my car and drove to Shoppers to buy a test.
Side note: how awkward is it when you have to stand in line with a pregnancy test in your hand?! It’s even worse when you are paying and the lady doesn’t throw it in a bag. She leaves it on the counter so the whole line can see what you are buying. I was on a mission to bolt for the door before anyone I knew showed up. Gotta love living in a small town. You can’t go anywhere without running into someone you know!
I went straight for the bathroom and read the entire pamphlet. I’m sure peeing on a stick isn’t very complicated, but I wasn’t about to mess this up. I then proceeded to, you know…pee.
I looked at the test and saw one big line. I knew it. Not pregnant. Then, slowly, faintly, and barely visibly was a second line right next to it. Huh? Is that?…Is it?…I scrummaged through the garbage and pulled out the pamphlet. Frantically trying to find what the results mean and if the second line “counts.” There it said, “even a faint line means you’re pregnant.”
Suddenly excitement started to fill my entire body. It was so unexpected and not the result I expected to see. I was planning on how to surprise Thomas with the news and what I should say or do. Thoughts started filling my mind, how is this possible?! There was no “oops'”?! I don’t have any symptoms….Am I seriously pregnant?
I then opened the second pregnancy test (yes there was two), and I peed again. This time it was a digital test. In big letter pops up the word,
Well what the heck?! I was confused. After doing some research, I learned that it is not possible to get a false positive test. It IS however possible to get a false negative. This meant I was pregnant if that little faint line I saw on the first test really was a line after all.
I called Thomas. Forget the surprise, he is picking me up another test on his way home.
Thomas was in shock when I told him what happened. Neither of us believed it. So off to Shoppers he went, and stood in that line, awkward as can be. Thomas wasn’t as lucky – He just so happened to know the person behind him, and that person just so happened to want to have a conversation. You can’t hide the one thing you are buying! Gotta love small towns ;).
I took the test when he came home, and to our surprise, it said:
We jumped into each others arms and I started to cry. This was the most overwhelming, exciting thing that has ever happened to us. We were both amazed and thrilled. We are going to have a baby!! Yay!
I felt great for the first week after finding out. I was around 5 or 6 weeks pregnant at that point. It wasn’t until around week 7 that the couch became my new best friend. Along with Campbells Chicken Noodle Soup.
And so our next chapter together begins…