Yup, that’s right. Apparently I’m pregnant. Holy crap. (Sorry for being so sneaky in my last post, but I just couldn’t resist!)
Last night I tested. I totally wasn’t going to. I was honestly, truthfully going to wait until Friday (13DPO). But somehow I accidentally POAS last night. And I got a second line, on 11DPO! I lost my cool entirely. I ran out of the bathroom, knickers still around my ankles, shrieking to my husband “I need a second opinion, I need a second opinion!!”. To be honest it took a bit of explaining how a HPT works before he would accept that it really was a positive test. That second line was faint, but definitely present. I took another HPT this morning just to be sure… and, well, you’ve seen a picture of that one. And H’s reaction last night… gobsmacked. He admitted to me that he really thought we were in for months or years of treatments. After a few happy profanities, his first real sentence was, “I guess we really have to grow up now, don’t we?”. Gulp! My mind was going so fast all night that I only got four hours of sleep.
I’m thrilled. And terrified. Somehow, it feels totally unreal, but at the same time it feels like old news. I’ve been thinking about this moment, planning for this moment, living this moment in my head for so long that it almost seems like nothing has changed. But it has.
So, my plan of attack for today…
- Find an obstetrician. That’s right, I don’t have one yet. I’ve emailed my GP to ask for a recommendation because she always has a great specialist up her sleeve.
- Go buy “What to Expect When You’re Expecting”. I am expecting to know a lot of the stuff in there already (I am a medical professional and the daughter of an obstetrician, after all), but I still think it will be handy to have as a reference, and I suspect H might even get in some sneaky reading!
- Paint my toe-nails. Because I don’t feel like me until they’re painted.
- Get my hair cut. I can’t dye away the greys, but I can get rid of the scraggly bits.
But I guess I’d better start by brushing my teeth. And maybe getting dressed, if I can manage that too.