This morning (Thursay, 10/06/2005), the home pregnancy test results were confirmed. I'm definitely preggers. It's so overwhelming.
When I first took the test on Monday night (10/3), I was so anxious. I'd been wandering around in something of a haze, thinking I should have had my period (shouldn't I?), but probably it's just stress that's delaying it all. At the same time, I couldn't help but wonder why my tummy felt a little fuller and my jeans were just a hair more snug. I thought maybe I wasn't doing enough abs exercise, maybe I wasn't running enough....After all, I wasn't having morning sickness.
Then, on Monday, I non-chalantly mentioned to Heather that Tom and I were picking up an EPT -- but that I was pretty sure stress was just delaying things. When I got home that night, I decided to take the test. I was a little nervous -- wasn't sure how unhappy I would be if I tested negative -- and while I washed my hands, the results came in: "Pregnant".
Tears came to my eyes as I walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen to show Tom. I think he's happy, but I couldn't be certain. I felt he tried to make the best of things: told me he'd have to use the word "prenatal" a lot and so on.
From there on out, I was cautiously happy. I read up on the web to see what the accuracy of such tests were and discovered there are far fewer false positives than false negatives.
Apparently there's a hormone called hCG (Human Choriogonadotropin) that women only produce when they are pregnant because it's only present in the placenta.
So, it certainly seemed I was likely to be pregnant. But, there is such a thing as "chemical pregnancy" -- when there is a fertilized egg but it is rejected because the body believes it cannot grow to be a viable embryo. I think this is basically a miscarriage.
Anyway, I didn't have the courage to call the doctor on Tuesday though I did call Heather to tell her the test results. Both she and Tom were strongly encouraging me to call the doc...I was spotting on Tuesday and Wednesday, but read on the web that this is also common in the early stages of pregnancy, due to a higher volume of blood in the woman's body, so I didn't think it was immediately necessary to call the doctor. Besides that, I was still a little freaked out. I didn't want to believe I was pregnant only to have the doc tell me the test really was a false positive (even though, rationally, I knew I only got the positive result -- and immediately, at that!-- because hCG was in my pee).
But, finally, I made the appointment. And I had it this morning at 9:15am. Heather went with me. Boy, but they just had me pee in a cup so the test couldn't have been different from the home test.
While I waited for the doctor to come back with the results, I was nervous. Again, I wasn't sure how I'd feel if it were negative. Would I be disappointed or relieved?
When she did come back to tell me it was positive, I was happy but also anxious. Holy smokes. Now what? I don't know the first thing about being pregnant or about parenthood. None of my theorizing was coming to the rescue...and I somehow doubt it will. I find myself completely unprepared for the experience of pregnancy -- and terribly anxious that I am. Shouldn't I be an old pro by now (having read and thought about this stuff for so long?)....I may as well have not thought about anything at all before this moment!
Now, I'm still worried. What about my job, what about my health, what about the things that might go wrong? What about Tom and I? Are we ready for this challenge?
I really do want this baby to be healthy and happy. I want Tom to be happy, too.
Doc says I shouldn't do anything too strenuous, nothing to up my core body temperature cuz that would be bad for the baby's development. I guess I can't run anymore. Certainly, the marathon is out.
I think I will need to enroll in yoga or some other sort of exercise I can do while I'm pregnant. I still want to run after s/he is born.
They date the term from the date of the last period -- which is set at 8/26 -- though technically fertilization probably occurred about 2 weeks later. Based on this current best guess, the due date is 6/3/2006, but next week's ultrasound should have more conclusive results....We'll then see if everything is ok -- if the baby is positioned correctly, if it looks ok, how far into development it is, etc.
I wait with bated breath.
And right now, Tom is giving a presentation and won't find out for another 45 minutes or so. I hope he will be ok with the news.
3:09PM
I just finished reading a few things on the discussion forum on vegfamily.com and then discovered veganpregnancy on blogspot. She's got a due date of 5/4 and they pretty much conceived in the same way Tom and I did -- planned it and it happened immediately. She's young 27. I don't anticipate she'll have any issues...! I sure hope we don't either.
Obviously, I'm obsessed with the news now. I went on Amazon.com and added a pile of pregnancy and pregnancy and fitness books to my wish list and I went to the bookstore to look at books during my lunch. I'm likely to get the running book from Amazon immediately (after I talk with Tom about what books he's interested in reading) and I'm strongly leaning towards heading back to Bookshop Santa Cruz to pick up a couple of the pregnancy books I saw earlier today.
There is a voice in the back of my mind that is always cautioning, cautioning, cautioning: don't get too excited yet, you fool. I'm trying to balance the volume of that voice with the one that's saying: don't be such a pessimist! Good things will happen if you expect them to, and thinking bad things will bad juju you.
I vaccillate between knowing which voice to hear out, but it seems I'm favoring the optimist...
Off to the bookstore.