Several weeks ago I had a dream. I remember it very clearly as it was the evening that we returned from our trip to New York. I don’t know whether it was because we were so tired from hours of driving or if my mind was just working overtime, but the dream was very vivid.
In it, I had used a pregnancy test, one that we had picked up from the drug store, and I had tested positive. That was it, that was all there was to the dream. But it was so real that I woke up Monday morning thinking that maybe it could be true and maybe I should test just to be sure. After a few minutes, however, I convinced myself that there was no way I could be pregnant and I went about my day.
Tuesday morning came and I remembered the dream again. This time, however, on a whim, I decided that I would try a pregnancy test. I mean what could it hurt, right? I had tried so many of them in recent months that I was used to the process, so what was one more? I did it after the CPA had gone to work because I didn’t want to tell him about the dream and have him think I was being silly. There was no way we could be pregnant, so it really didn’t even make sense.
I pulled out the test, did my part, and put the stick on the counter. I even covered it up with a piece of paper because I was determined not to look before the three minutes were up. Besides, why get my hopes up? In my mind I just knew that we weren’t pregnant because I had had my period during our trip, even though it was surprisingly short since it only lasted a day. Not only that, but we had not really “tried” that month as we had finally decided to just let things happen on their own.
With all of this on my mind, I pulled off the piece of paper and threw it in the trash can. I picked up the stick fully expecting to throw it away next. That is until I saw this:
Did those two little lines mean what I think they meant? My mouth hung open and I just stared at the stick in my hand, not believing what I was seeing. Surely this couldn’t be right, I mean I had had my period only a few days before! And we weren’t even trying this month, how could this be?
Thinking that surely it was a fluke, I pulled out another test.
Hmm… two tests showing positive? Maybe there was something to this then. Or maybe it was just a bad batch? So I pulled out my last test. This was the mother of all testing sticks, the expensive one that I had been holding on to for just such an occasion. The one that would leave no question as to whether I was actually pregnant.
Well, it was kind-of hard to argue with the little “yes” clearly showing in the window.
A few days later at my annual physical, my doctor did a blood test and confirmed that yes, we are pregnant!
That was over seven weeks ago which means that as of today, I am officially entering my second trimester. The last couple of months have been full of lots of changes (mostly to my waistline) and lots and lots of morning sickness (midday & evening too).
But it will all be worth it. We are so happy and we are excited beyond belief because we finally have a little one on the way!
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