Well… it’s been 71 days since I found out that I’m expecting my little ‘June bug’ and it has been a W H I R L W I N D.
First of all, while maybe the timing is a little off, this baby is so incredibly wanted and loved already. When we found out we were pregnant, (whilst I actually still don’t believe it) we were absolutely elated and adding a little mini-us to our team of weirdos is the best news.
Right, stop rambling, queue the actual *finding out* story:
My body is insane, TMI – my periods are so sporadic, it’s impossible to track anything and a few days late for me is NOTHING. However, on this occasion, I was two days late and just felt ‘weird.’ There is genuinely no other word for it and I remember lying in bed on said night and thinking ‘I’m pregnant.’
The next morning I woke up and thought it was just late night craziness, I couldn’t be pregnant – just forget about it. However, whilst out at lunch I decided that I would pick up a pregnancy test “just in case” – I was at work all day and was short staffed (my fault as I run my own business!) so I was running around like a crazy b*tch. I peed on the stick, put it back in it’s little packet and placed it in my bag, continued with work and completely forgot about it!!! (SO many people have asked how I could have possibly just forgotten about it, but honestly, I did)
Jump forwards an hour and a half, my restaurant is fully set and I have a minute of reflection – umm I should probably check the pee stick, right?! Well, there’s no mistaking this little gem, is there?!
*Queue the frantic phone call to my Mother*
‘You will NEVER guess what?!’ ‘…you’re pregnant’
– WHY DO THEY ALWAYS JUST KNOW?!
We decided we would take a couple more tests together just to be sure – sitting in my house, waiting for the bloody egg timer to do it’s thing (I did not realise how long 3 minutes can be when it’s something as big as whether you are going to grow a human inside your body). My Mother decided she would video the egg timer’s impending result and was absolutely flabbergasted when she missed it (because of her heels being so loud that we didn’t hear the beep of the PT alarm) that she forgot to actually tell me what the result was?!?! “It says you’re PREGNAAAAAAAAAAANT!”
Three tests later and it was confirmed, Clearblue told me very efficiently that I was ‘Pregnant 1-2’ – it’s honestly amazing how your body just knows that something is out of the norm.
Honestly, this might be the most boring blog post some of you have EVER read but for me, this is about documenting all of these moments before a newborn comes and blows them all out of my head with their cuteness and perpetual crying.
Thank you for reading, guys. As I’ve said, the last 71 days have been a whirlwind and more blog posts will definitely follow including some week by week pregnancy updates, what they DO NOT TELL YOU about being pregnant and a few cute little scan pictures for good measure because this is an incredible experience (despite the throwing up!)