I’m not going to lie…that very thought passed through my mind after I saw those two pink lines. Not like, What have we done? Can we take it back?…just like, This IS what you wanted, this is very real. Wow. So yeah, I’m sure you can gather now that I took the test and it’s POSITIVE!! I’m excited, but I’m mainly in shock. I was expecting the battle to be much tougher. I’m so grateful for how relatively easy it was, and I certainly don’t take that for granted. I know we are not in the clear though, so I’m remaining cautiously excited.
After I posted my last entry, we left to go to Target and grabbed the tests there. I laughed my ass off when my husband freaked about the cost of “just three!!” tests and told me, “you better wait until you’re really sure…like until your period is 5 days late. That’s a lot of money to waste.” Ahh…the joys of loving a tightwad 😉 I was too chicken shit to rush home and test right away, and I was actually thinking I’d just put it off until tomorrow so we went to grab some groceries. That was when I became completely CONVINCED I was pregnant.
Immediately upon stepping into Whole Foods I could smell EVERYTHING. I asked my husband, “Do you smell those strawberries? What about that pineapple?” I could smell the tomatoes, the rice in the rice bags, but the perfume on the older lady picking out the potatoes is what killed me. I thought I would vomit right there in the middle of the aisle. It’s like all of the sudden, overnight, I awoke to find that I am now living in the body of a Bloodhound. Hmmm…I am looking for a new job…do you think the search and rescue squad would hire me?
So now on to more waiting. We have to wait to call the Dr.’s office on Monday to go in for a blood test. Then we have to wait for the first ultrasound, but the hardest will be waiting to tell close family and friends. I really would like to hold off until week 12 or so to let everyone know. Luckily, we pretty much live in seclusion many, many hours away from any of them, so it should be easy to keep the secret – IF my big mouth can hold out. I think I will allow myself the luxury of telling one friend who lives in Japan. She’s been my BFF since the first day at my new school in 7th grade – I think I owe it to her ; )