Hehehe... this isnt a very romantic story either...
Although I didnt notice them, my symptoms did start when I was around 4 weeks pg. The weekend of Fathers day last year I remember having a huge emotional psycho attack... I just felt completely hormonally crazy!!
For the next few days at work people kept asking me if I felt ok because I was looking really pale/and or flushed. In my lunch break I was also walking to the library and would lie down for a 1 hour nap cause I just felt so tired!
So on the Wednesday of that week... for some very strange reason I took time off work to go to the Dr's for a PG test. Something must have possesed me... because I didnt really suspect I was pg! (I had been convinced I was infertile actually, due to many years of not being careful, yet still not getting pg) So anyway, I did the test and the two lines came up.... I think my face must have turned purple!! I then spent the next 10 mins arguing with the Dr that it must be wrong!!!
I was in so much shock... I remember walking out of the office with the HUGEST driping sweat patches under the arms of my shirt (ewww!)... I just couldnt believe it.
So I left work straight away and caught a bus to DP's work. I told him he had to leave immediately as I had something to tell him.
When I told him I laughed and he laughed too.... but it wasn't a happy laugh... more like hysteria...
In case you couldnt tell this was totaly unplanned for. We had only been together for 7 months, and I was 20 and he was 21....
Ir definately wasnt one of my happier memories, as DP spent the next 2 months pressuring me to have an abortion.
Our happier memories came later, at the hospital, when DP was crying with all of the love he had for his beautiful firstborn son.