Friday, 6 July 2007
Monday, 4 June 2007
Well Hello
The main reason for this blog is to show the world how fabulously pregnant I am! I found out on 31st May 2007, its been 3 days and I still cant believe it! I've told my close family and friends who are all over the moon, most told me they thought it would never happen...but it has and boy have do I need to get used the idea cos time is flying and so are my hormones!
The following is a run down of whats happened and how i've been coping since finding out...
Thursday 31st: Woke up and stood in front of the mirror as I do every morning... except this morning was different... I turned to Wez and asked if he could remember the date when I last had my periods... funny man that he is flippantly joked thats why I was so moody over the last few days! (cheeky).
Went to work, counldn't stop thinking about what might be...at lunch, I bought a pregnancy test, not the first one i've ever taken so it wasn't a big deal. In the cubicle, I waited and waited, I willed the little flashing timer to do something... after the longest 3 minutes of my life...the window in the test shone like the sun all proud of itself in big clear unmistakable letters PREGNANT. I felt my eyelids rise nearly popping off the top of my head, eyes bulging like a cartoon caracter while i slid down the cubicle door. I lauhed and shook my head convinced that it was a false result.
Still in the cubical I called Wez, he didnt believe it either.
Friday 1st May: took another test, still positive (I really thought it might have changed, not that I wanted it too but I just could not believe it) Went to the doctor, he confirmed that I could not have had 2 false positives, even 1 is rare. Because I didnt know the dates of my last period, he booked me in for a scan on friday, its weird not knowing how many weeks pregnant I am. I think it might be somewhere between 4-6 weeks, but we will find out in a few days.
I told my friend and my Mother today, I know it is early but I cannot keep a secret let alone one this big.
I have also stopped smoking, something which I have always wanted to do, but just could not muster up the will power. I tried and failed so many times, I always knew I would give up when I got pregnant but I have to admit I did think it would be a lot easier for some reason! It is easier considering I have not smoked in about 3 days, but I still crave a cigarette although it is getting easier as the days go by...
Saturday 2nd May: my friend came round today and we had a nice chat about everything, still cant believe it...
Sunday 3rd May: Spent the day in the back garden with some pregnancy magazines, which i asked Wez to buy, thought it might drum it in that this is actually happening to me. Told Wez's dad today, he came round and enjoyed a BBQ with us, although it took until he was walking out the door to tell him, he seem to be shocked but happy and started to reminise about when Wez's mum told him she was pregnant and when she went into labour!
Also told his mum, who had just been over with us for a holiday (from Ireland) she congratulated us but it was late and we said we would talk at the weekend.
Monday 4th: Back to work, didn't feel like it but it was good to feel normal again and no one knew so it was exciting to know that I had a little(well fairly big) secret. I'm quite worried about my job as I am a marketing officer for an indpendant college in Greenwich. We had planned to go to South Africa and the surrounging areas on a promotional tour in August. By then I will be about 4 months gone I suppose, not sure what is going to happen with thatbut I will keep you posted...
Home from work and its like arollercoaster, not sure if it is the hormones or the stress of giving up smoking or both but Wez and myself seem to be really getting under each others skin. I know i'm not easy to live with at the best of times but i really am like a mad woman now, i fly into a full blown rage over the stupidest things and Wez might be a bit more understanding (not that he should be) if he wasn't giving up smoking himself and cutting back on drinking...
So far I still dont feel pregnant so I sort of begrudge having to stop smoking when this could all be a mistake, one (well two) little white sticks that i wee'd on have made me change the way I treat my body and give up my guilty pleasures. The only give away that I am in fact pregnant is obviously the missed period, but also my now fuller bossom which I cant complain about! also the tiredness and endless need to wee!..
I am convinced I have read more magazines and books and surfed the web in the last 3 days than most women do in their entire 9 months. I have also started to admire buggies and names, I just hope i'm not jinxing myself by doing all of this too soon...
What I am worried about is our dog Maisy, who is 14 months old and very much the baby of the house. The attention she gets is probably a little scary when we think about how much she will get when the baby comes along...
The following is a run down of whats happened and how i've been coping since finding out...
Thursday 31st: Woke up and stood in front of the mirror as I do every morning... except this morning was different... I turned to Wez and asked if he could remember the date when I last had my periods... funny man that he is flippantly joked thats why I was so moody over the last few days! (cheeky).
Went to work, counldn't stop thinking about what might be...at lunch, I bought a pregnancy test, not the first one i've ever taken so it wasn't a big deal. In the cubicle, I waited and waited, I willed the little flashing timer to do something... after the longest 3 minutes of my life...the window in the test shone like the sun all proud of itself in big clear unmistakable letters PREGNANT. I felt my eyelids rise nearly popping off the top of my head, eyes bulging like a cartoon caracter while i slid down the cubicle door. I lauhed and shook my head convinced that it was a false result.
Still in the cubical I called Wez, he didnt believe it either.
Friday 1st May: took another test, still positive (I really thought it might have changed, not that I wanted it too but I just could not believe it) Went to the doctor, he confirmed that I could not have had 2 false positives, even 1 is rare. Because I didnt know the dates of my last period, he booked me in for a scan on friday, its weird not knowing how many weeks pregnant I am. I think it might be somewhere between 4-6 weeks, but we will find out in a few days.
I told my friend and my Mother today, I know it is early but I cannot keep a secret let alone one this big.
I have also stopped smoking, something which I have always wanted to do, but just could not muster up the will power. I tried and failed so many times, I always knew I would give up when I got pregnant but I have to admit I did think it would be a lot easier for some reason! It is easier considering I have not smoked in about 3 days, but I still crave a cigarette although it is getting easier as the days go by...
Saturday 2nd May: my friend came round today and we had a nice chat about everything, still cant believe it...
Sunday 3rd May: Spent the day in the back garden with some pregnancy magazines, which i asked Wez to buy, thought it might drum it in that this is actually happening to me. Told Wez's dad today, he came round and enjoyed a BBQ with us, although it took until he was walking out the door to tell him, he seem to be shocked but happy and started to reminise about when Wez's mum told him she was pregnant and when she went into labour!
Also told his mum, who had just been over with us for a holiday (from Ireland) she congratulated us but it was late and we said we would talk at the weekend.
Monday 4th: Back to work, didn't feel like it but it was good to feel normal again and no one knew so it was exciting to know that I had a little(well fairly big) secret. I'm quite worried about my job as I am a marketing officer for an indpendant college in Greenwich. We had planned to go to South Africa and the surrounging areas on a promotional tour in August. By then I will be about 4 months gone I suppose, not sure what is going to happen with thatbut I will keep you posted...
Home from work and its like arollercoaster, not sure if it is the hormones or the stress of giving up smoking or both but Wez and myself seem to be really getting under each others skin. I know i'm not easy to live with at the best of times but i really am like a mad woman now, i fly into a full blown rage over the stupidest things and Wez might be a bit more understanding (not that he should be) if he wasn't giving up smoking himself and cutting back on drinking...
So far I still dont feel pregnant so I sort of begrudge having to stop smoking when this could all be a mistake, one (well two) little white sticks that i wee'd on have made me change the way I treat my body and give up my guilty pleasures. The only give away that I am in fact pregnant is obviously the missed period, but also my now fuller bossom which I cant complain about! also the tiredness and endless need to wee!..
I am convinced I have read more magazines and books and surfed the web in the last 3 days than most women do in their entire 9 months. I have also started to admire buggies and names, I just hope i'm not jinxing myself by doing all of this too soon...
What I am worried about is our dog Maisy, who is 14 months old and very much the baby of the house. The attention she gets is probably a little scary when we think about how much she will get when the baby comes along...
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