I found out I was pregnant super early. I was participating in an exercise study through the VA and they inquired about the last date of my period. I keep track of my cycles using an app on my phone called Kindara which I really like. When I took a peak in my phone to find out, I noticed that I was a few days late for my period which was odd because it had been coming a few days early the last couple of months but I didn’t think much of it. This study pregnancy tested me each visit to make sure I wasn’t expecting since that was a disqualifier to participate.
When I got home later that afternoon, it was nagging at me a little though I really didn’t think it was a serious possibility this month. I found a leftover pregnancy test in an already open box in the very back of a cupboard in our bathroom. I tried to talk myself out of taking it because I knew that by the end of the today or tomorrow morning the study would be calling me if I was indeed pregnant. Turns out I have no impulse control because I took the home test anyway.
I left it on the counter for several minutes to calculate and when I came back to check there was the faintest of faint positive lines. It was so faint I thought I might be imagining things but I knew that the first home test I took with my first pregnancy was super faint also. I started shaking in shock even though it wasn’t 100% for sure at this point. My husband, Matt had driven our one car to school that day so I couldn’t easily zip down to the drugstore and get another test. I was determined though, so I got the baby and stuck him in my BOB running stroller and I jogged to the closest drugstore, only about a mile and a half away.
When we got home I immediately took another test from the two pack I had just purchased. I bought digital this time, no messing around with lines that may or may not be there. I wanted a clear “pregnant” or “not pregnant.” The test came back “not pregnant.” I was hesitant to believe it and knew that at this hour in the evening my hormones were the most diluted in the urine. I’d just have to wait until morning to take the other test.
When I woke up at 3 am to go pee, I of course couldn’t resist the temptation to try again so I dug out the last unused test and tried again. It took like what seemed an eternity for the results to come back and it said, “pregnant.” I knew it! I knew that was a line on the first test and I knew the second result was not to be trusted!
Did I sleep the rest of the night, no, absolutely not. I tried, I sincerely wanted to, but it was just too much to process. We were going to have another baby. According to the Internet and the dates of my last cycle, this baby was due on December 28th. A little holiday baby.
I was excited about this baby but I was also a little disappointed with the timing. I was about to stop breastfeeding my 1 year old that week and I was planning a cleanse. I wanted to detox my body, I felt like my liver could use some TLC after being pregnant and all the crazy hormones from the past year and a half. I was really looking forward to losing the last 8 pounds of baby weight I'd been unable to drop while still maintaining my milk supply.
I won’t be showing for a long time but I will keep posting tummy pictures. Each week I'm planning on posting a recap of the previous week and I am trying to be diligent about taking the photos each Thursday at the start of each week. So I took week four's photo at 4 weeks, 1 day but I wrote about my experiences from the whole week. I'm backlogging several weeks today since I had to wait until after we had told our families the news.