I dug out the prescription Progesterone pills and got ready to take them. I got out the pregnancy test. I looked at my chart and counted back to when I might possibly have ovulated. 18 days. I actually psyched myself up to take the pills. I said to myself, "just take the test, and if it's negative, at least you'll know it's likely accurate, then we can get this show on the road!" Um, yeah, so the test was positive! I was truly expecting to see one line, and my exact words upon seeing the second (though fainter) line were: "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!!" If I really think about it now, two days later, those are the same words. I am pregnant! I am pregnant without the help of any drugs whatsoever!!
So, my "just-in-case" waiting game of a teensy-weensy chance of being pregnant, and thus not taking the progesterone, turned out to be a good call! Although when I think about it, your progesterone level rises after ovulation, so I doubt it would've made any difference.
When I became pregnant with Harry, I rushed out to a sleeping Dave and held the stick up in front of his face. He woke up to this stick, looked up at me, looked at the stick, back at me, and said, "are you pregnant?" This time, Dave was out of town!! This was Thursday, September 3 at about 10am. Harry was at Wee Care, and Dave wouldn't be home from North Dakota until 4:30pm. I would be teaching until 5:30, then Dave would have to leave to listen to auditions at Simpson. How could I possibly wait that long?! I thought of some fun ways to tell Dave, including getting a babysitter for the following night, taking him out to dinner and telling him then. Couldn't wait that long. I ended up telling Harrison first! I said, "Harry, you are going to be a big brother! Can you say, 'big brother'?" and he chirped, "big brother!" "Can you say, 'little brother'?" "Little brother!" "Can you say, 'little sister'?" "Little sister!" It made me happy.
The way I told Dave was this: I took a photo of the stick! Ick factor...well, I didn't save the stick!!! After I finished teaching, Dave got his jacket on to go to school, and I said, "Wait! I want to show you some cute photos I took of Harrison!" He scrolled through the photos on our camera (I wasn't lying, there were some great ones from that day), and when he got to this one, he got a confused look on his face...
He said, "what's this?" I wouldn't answer, I just smiled. He said, "Are you pregnant?" (Um, same words as last time!) And I said to Harry (sitting in his high chair), "Can you say, 'big brother'?" and Harry told Dave he was going to be a big brother. :)
Of course, then Dave had to rush off for auditions with this earth-shattering news laid at his feet. :0
I don't think it's hit me yet. Except for the symptoms. I wondered this last time too: am I just feeling psychosomatic symptoms, or am I truly nauseous, hungry and very tired? Thank goodness Dave is back in town, because I really needed a nap this afternoon. I think I'll be napping every day when Harry naps. Sorry, house. You won't be clean for a while. I called my OB-GYN to schedule an appointment, and of course the receptionist couldn't really figure out what to put down as the start date of my last cycle. If they went with June 24, my actual start date, the due date would be March 31, 2010! Uh, yeah right! I told her I'd ovulated around August 14, and in the end, I just said, "Put down August 1 as my last start date." With that date, my due date would be May 11, 2010 (Dave's dad's birthday), making me 4 weeks and 5 days pregnant now. I found a good online calculator if you do chart your ovulation and luteal phase:
Due Date Calculator That gave me an estimated due date of May 10. I have my nurse visit on October 1--my "8" week appointment. I remember that seemed so far away when I was pregnant the first time. We'll see what they say then, but I have a feeling I'll be given an ultrasound on the early side to confirm a due date!
Fun stuff: At four weeks, my baby is now the size of a poppy seed!! Crazy!! Click to see a
photo slideshow of gestational growth. (Not mine, really!)
Happy times...except not being able to tell anyone yet!! I really want to tell our family and close friends, but we'd like to tell parents in person, and both sets of grandparents (minus my dad) will be here in a few weeks! My mom is first, then Dave's parents. We'll have to tell my dad over the phone while my mom is here. I don't want to tell friends before family. Soooooo hard!!!
