Saturday, June 18, 2011

Week 5 -- The Positive Pregnancy Test

June 1, 2011 -- a Wednesday night
Ate a Spicy Italian from Subway and had immediate, terrible, unrelieving heartburn and nausea. Thought I had foot poisoning.  After work, went home to meet the Boy after he came down to visit for the weekend.

June 2, 2011 -- a Thursday morning
Felt funny.  Decided to use the last pregnancy test remaining.  Positive.  Showed the Boy; he tried to fight a smile.  Called the doctor to schedule a urine and blood test.  Realized I'm having a baby.  Fought panic and joy.  Hysterically happy.  Told Boy's Mom.

June 3, 2011 - a Friday afternoon
Clinic never called back with pregnancy results; find out they won't be back until Monday, even though they said Friday morning.  Boy trying to be in denial ("just in case" of a false positive).  Got irritated.  Bought 4 more pregnancy tests.  All positive.  He cried; I smiled and wanted to cry and felt like this is it.  We're a family.

June 6, 2011 - a Monday afternoon
Arrive at work to a phone call; "Your pregnancy test was positive, but you're not very far along."  That nagging little doubt disappears.

Welcome to my womb, child.

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