So all week I was feeling a bit ‘blah’. Headachy, grumpy, hormonal...I knew the end of my luteal phase was approaching (Saturday) so I figured I was feeling the symptoms of PMS. However, something nagged at the very corners of my brain...just maybe...
I had resolved to not doing any home pregnancy tests until Saturday because I wanted to be absolutely certain. I did not want to read something into a potentially faulty result. But for whatever reason, once I got home from work yesterday I decided to just take the EPT. I honestly didn’t think anything would come of it. After all, we had only gone through a single cycle of Clomid. Surely it wouldn’t have happened so soon. Yes, we had timed everything to the best of our ability, but you just never know with the body. Besides, every single OPK result was a resounding negative (-).
Imagine my utter shock when I glanced over at the test on the bathroom counter and all of a sudden the word jumped out at me. PREGNANT. What?!?!?!?!? I must have misread it. Nope, a second look showed that same word displayed. PREGNANT.
Oh. My. Gosh.
Immediately an onslaught of thoughts and emotions rushed through me. I simply couldn’t believe it was happening. I had psyched myself out for the long haul with this process thinking it would take months and months. I just didn’t know how to react. Joy. Terror. Elation. Anxiety.
I immediately tried to call Brian on his cell phone but no answer. Just as I was hanging up I heard his keys in the door and he came into the house. I solemnly looked at him and told him he needed to go look in the bathroom. He asked if there was a dead mouse (we were having mice issues). I said he just needed to go look.
My poor, unsuspecting husband had no clue his world was about to be rocked. I followed him as he walked down the hall and cautiously peered into the bathroom. His eyes immediately glanced downwards, looking for that dead mouse. I watched him slowly glance around and then the test must have caught his eye as he then reached in and flipped on the light switch. I heard him say “What?!” as he whirled around to face me. “For real?!” The look of shock on his face surely mirrored my own. We stood there just looking at each other then huge smiles broke out. Tears filled my eyes and we embraced.
So at this point a rage of emotions and thoughts are flying through both our minds. “I can’t believe it.” “That was too easy.” “We should have done this a long time ago!” “Holy smoke, our lives will never be the same again.” And on and one it went as we struggled to wrap our minds around it all.
I went in and took another test which produced the exact same result. PREGNANT. Okay, I guess this must really be real.
We decided to tell my mom right then since she had been checking in with me daily during this first cycle. She optimistically held on to the hope that it was going to happen this month though we definitely had our doubts. I took a picture of the pregnancy test with the clearly visible word PREGNANT and sent it to her.
After she didn’t immediately respond, I knew she must not have her phone on at work. So we patiently waited. The phone call came about an hour later and there were screams of joy. I am sure that the same shock that still lingered on our faces was now plastered on hers. Oh how fun.
Now as we try to sort through the logistics I can’t help but sit in awe at the way God just works things out in His perfect timing. Sure, we have no clue if we are moving, and if so, where to. And long term plans still need to be decided...do I stay at home? Go back to work after maternity leave? Etc. etc. etc. So much to figure out but peace in knowing that we just have to lay it at God’s feet and He’ll tell us exactly what we need to do.
