According to my Period Tracker app, I'm 8 days late.
The hubby and I finally decided it would be a good time to bring a baby into the world. We're in a good place. We can provide a good, loving home. So I stopped birth control (the patch) at the end of February. I figured well, I'm Mexican and he's Guatemalan, we're both Catholic, we're going to conceive right away, ha ha. After all, my cousins did. My mom did, too. But a couple of months went by.
I'll be honest. I've never been much of a calendar person. Or a math person. My first attempts at fertility calendars, cycles and ovulation days left me feeling like an idiot. 14 days from when? What? What am I, a Mayan priest? Why don't I just track lunar tides while I'm at it? My brain is easily bored by such things. Then my sister told me about a lovely app called Period Tracker. It does all the work for you with handy little graphics. So I told the hubby, okay if we're really going to try for a baby, let's go for it. If you're in the mood just let me know, day or night and I'll fit you in (between reading Neil Gaiman and perusing teh cute on the internets). Well, let me just say, do not tell a man you're welcome to dock in my bay anytime, because believe you me, they will take you up on it. At all hours. Especially if they're between raids on World of Warcraft. They will just swing on by.
But I digress.
So I got off of the patch around February 25th and today is October 13, 2010 and I am 8 days late. So far I've taken two pregnancy tests and they both came back positive. Positive! I feel like Dr. Frankenstein when the monster comes alive! Except instead of a monster I have a little bebeh growing inside me.
I made an appointment with my regular doctor for a pregnancy test tomorrow. I know she's just going to give me a urine test, but I need to make sure. I'm a nervous wreck, wondering if I had two false positives and my period is really still on its way. And what about what they say, that most miscarriages occur in the first trimester. I just turned 36. That automatically puts me at risk, I think. What if something is wrong? Are the few symptoms I've been feeling normal? Or something else?
Aaaargh!
Okay, positive thoughts. Peaceful thoughts. I'm heading over to Cute Overload now. That always helps me feel better. Right after I grab some water. I feel like I just crossed a desert, I'm so thirsty.
Happy thoughts of chubby feet and powdery diapers. Aaaahhhhh…..
