This was written on 2.40am on 27 January 2014. I was sitting on my toilet bowl, emptying my bowel for the umpteenth time.
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7 days ago on the morning of 20 January 2014. All those haziness, emotions, fatigue, sore breasts, suspicions and violent belly gas in the past weeks had culminated into a strong urge to head to the pharmacy.
I walked in, asked the pharmacist for folic acid. She asked me back, “For pregnancy?”.
“Hurm, guess so.”
“Ah…for pre-natal. Just one second”, she said.
She passed me a box with ‘FOLIC ACID’ brightly emblazoned across it.
“Take one a day, that’s all you need”.
I could have walked straight out. I could have walked straight to my car and driven home. But I didn’t.
Instead, I grabbed two boxes of ClearBlue. I was familiar with the contraption, having used it a couple of weeks ago when I suspected I was with child.
I paid up for my goods. While walking to the car I felt suspiciously eyed on. Felt like I was doing something naughty. What a weird feeling!
As soon as I reached home, I ripped open a box of ClearBlue and peed on it. And then I waited for what seemed like an eternity.
Pregnant.
I waited a little bit more.
It still said, “Pregnant”.
I smiled. I ran up to our bedroom, flung the door open to my sleeping husband.
“Boober!”
He roused and rubbed his eyes.
“Hur?”
I couldn’t speak. I was smiling so hard, pee covered stick in my hand.
I turned on the lights and looked straight into his eyes, still smiling.
Then he noticed the stick in my hand. “Pregnant?”
“YES!!!!”, I roared.
And then I jumped right into his open arms and we hugged for the longest time.
We had a look at the stick again, by now it was showing how far a long I was; 3+ weeks.
We felt so good, so happy, so at peace because we know we are 100% ready.
Doctor confirmed it with a scan.
A couple of hours later, it began. The epic runs, the green tsunami, pissing from my ass – shit by any other name would still smell as bad.
Instead of morning sickness, instead of constipation…I got diarrhoea. And I was still at it 7 days later. As I spent most of my time on the throne, I decided to blog this.
So yes, Gareth and I – we are pregnant with our first child! :)
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Today is 24 March 2014. The hubs has made the official announcement on Facebook and his blog yesterday.
We are now just over 13 weeks, entering 2nd trimester. Exciting times! Went through the morning sickness and had a bit of a scare but all is good now :)
I always thought women who suffer from morning sickness are drama queens, how can you projectile puke without warning?
Well, now I understand that you can. I have learnt to puke in my mouth and then swallowed it back multiple times because I didn’t want to be “that girl that projectile vomitted in a food court”. I have learnt to drive while hurling into a plastic bag.
Here’s the latest picture of our baby:
See the arm? We’ve got a raver!