So on Monday I realized that my period was late. Then I had a slight sign that it was coming so I sat there thinking I was going to get it. I waited all day for the cramps to come and they never did. I didn’t think much of it though, I just figured it was going to be stupid this month (I’ve only been regular since September, before then it was hit or miss, sometimes gone for several months).
Last night I was sitting here and I checked out my cycles page after realizing that I was late by quite a few days. Indeed, once I counted, I realized I was on day 40. I wasn’t terribly concerned, I mean, I knew there was a slight chance of being pregnant, because on the honeymoon we went without protection, but I was set to ovulate sometime in the week before we left for Mexico, so I figured we were safe.
Before going to bed last night I told Chris “I’m late.” *insert big smile* and we went to bed. I had a test in my bathroom, but I figured I’d wait until the morning to test.
So I get up this morning, a bit late (I didn’t have to work until 1 today), to go to the bathroom. I even grabbed my boobs to see if they were tender (they weren’t), so I figured I was just going to be wasting the test.
I did it all while I was still half-asleep, set the test down, then went to turn my alarm off. I went back in the bathroom and glanced at the test…and nearly passed out. “PREGNANT!” it screamed at me. I’m lucky I didn’t fall and hit my head on the sink. I started shaking and thinking “How is this possible?”
I still had to feed all the animals, so I did that, then I showered (I think I conditioned my hair twice, I was so distracted) and once I was all ready for the day, I called Chris to ask if he wanted to go to lunch with me. I didn’t think he’d think much of it, he knew I was working late that day, so I hoped he’d just take it at face value.
After that I called my doctor office to see about getting in an appointment to test and get a due date, and I had a question or two They were able to fit me in that day.
I then went to Hallmark and got a card that said “You are going to be a dad!” with two Dalmatians on it. I put a picture of the positive pregnancy test in it and wrote it to Chris, with the intention of giving it to him at lunch (I knew the likelihood of me not being pregnant was slim, after reading what I’ve read about false positives).
I went to my doctor appt and did the test and sure enough, another BFP, she used her little wheel (that of course, does not take into account the possibility that every woman has a 28 day cycle) and gave me a due date of October 27, 2007.
After the doc office I call Chris because it isn’t quite the time we were going to meet and ask if I can come pick him up, since I was already out. He agrees so I went to pick him up.
When I got there I told him I didn’t want to go where we planned, I’d like to go to Bennigans or something, he didn’t want to, he said “You know I only have about a half an hour right?” so I told him last I checked Bennigans had a Quick lunch menu. He said “They’d better, or I’ll punch them in the face.” and I misheard him, I though he said he’d punch me in the face, and he never says stuff like that, so I was incredulous and asked him “What?” and he repeated what he said. I was like “Good! I thought you said you were going to punch me in the face!” and he looks at me and says “Yeah, right, like I’d punch my pregnant wife in the face!” and laughs. I rolled my eyes, but it didn’t work, he knew. He said “See?! You didn’t deny it!” and by this time I couldn’t stop smiling, so I gave him the card while I was driving, and all he could do was smile and giggle when he read it.
He was quite cute. I mean, it was settling in our minds the whole lunch, so a lot of staring and big smiles and giggling occured. Chris kept going “heh heh heh” like you’d imagine a jock-type meathead guy would do.
After dropping him off I headed to work and called my best friend who isn’t in town, she didn’t answer, but when she did, I told her and she was pretty excited.
Chris was really cute tonight though. I called him when I got home to see if he had been home yet to let the dogs out, and he hadn’t so I called him a meanie. He requested that I go into the bedroom and stay in bed because his “pregnant wife shouldn’t exert herself.” I did and he came home and I sat and waited for about ten minutes.
He then came out and led me out of the bedroom saying I should probably close my eyes so I did and I ran into stuff because he didn’t grab me to help me, he was like “Oh, you don’t have to yet.” In the kitchen he had set up candles with a bottle of sparkling apple cider and our toasting goblets from the wedding. He also bought me my favorite oreos (the vanilla flavored ones) and set up some milk and cookies for me. It was all very sweet. He bought two cards, one for the baby for us to both sign when *it* comes, and one for me that said “I wish I could give you one thing that every pregnant woman really wants…but they don’t make an epidural that lasts nine months.” (I think it is designed for a friend to give a friend, but it was still so cute ) and inside he wrote: “I love you! I can’t think of anyone else I’d want to start a family with! I love you so much.”
I almost started to bawl.
~Jaci