So I feel that I have some catching up to do. I am now 12 almost 13 weeks pregnant!
Let me start at the beginning:
My husband and I opened the door to conception last spring. We decided that we were 'ready', or as ready as anyone is to start trying to have a family. However, we didn't want to 'try' in a focused way, we decided to take an old fashioned approach and just see what happened. Naturally we were both shocked that I didn't get pregnant the first time we had sex without the aid of my magic pink pill. High school sex educators the world over may have stretched the truth about how easy it is to get pregnant. The more I read, the more I realized that this whole conception thing was a bit of a miracle and I decided the best approach was a nonchalant one. As time went by it was something that I was aware could happen but thought less and less about actually happening...after all, my period was completely aloof.
Then one day I got sick.
Now let me be clear that "morning" sickness for me was nothing like how it seems on TV. I was sick all day--it felt a lot like I had the stomach flu or maybe H1N1, but I did think I should go and take a pregnancy test and eliminate that possibility before I went for serious flu drugs. It may seem obvious to some, but for the previous seven months I had taken numerous pregnancy tests just to be sure and I was very accustomed to seeing the little negative sign. When that plus sign showed up it truly took my breath away.