*written months ago - posted after notifying my boss (who I sincerely hope doesn't know this blog exists, but might)
*written July 18th
A week ago, I felt a major pinch in my side. Similar to implantation. I considered not telling Tim in case I was wrong, but wanted to be able to say I knew it if/when I was actually pregnant.
So I told him.
The next day, I kept getting dizzy when I was standing up - and I had some psychosomatic nausea.
I took 5 pregnancy tests and they were all negative (well, I saw two lines, but I see them when they're not there).
The next morning I was starving so I grabbed some cold steamed left-over broccoli (and loved it - which I KNEW was weird). I was still a little nauseous and was getting dizzy when I stood up again.
I told Bubbs I KNEW I was pregnant. He blew me off and I took a couple tests. Negative, negative, negative.
I put the tests on the dresser in the bedroom and continued packing for our trip.
My mom came downstairs and I told them both "I KNOW I'M PREGNANT. My boobs feel like bowling balls, I'm nauseous and dizzy".
They both blew me off.
I went to walgreens. Blew $97 on pregnancy tests.
Took a first response and a digital first response.
AHA! Light light light little tiny two lines!
Big fat "NO" on the digital.
But, a line is a line is a line.
Bubbs still didn't believe me.
But I knew.
We left for our trip and I bought 10 tests with me.
The next morning I took another test and it was clear. TWO solid lines.
Baby's due on my birthday, March 25th. I am five weeks pregnant today.
I can't believe I"m already nauseous at 5 weeks - not anywhere near as bad as it was with T, but there's still time...