I had been *exhausted*, practically falling asleep standing up, for weeks but we supposed it could be jetlag coming back to bite me. Then for days I felt like the worst period ever was coming, I was sapped and crampy and whiney as all get out. I just laid curled up on the sofa and watched crap tv. I've always been regular as clockwork, on the day I missed my period dh said "well you're pregnant then," and went to work. I fretted for a while, then went out and bought a HPT. Wouldn't you know it almost immediately showed positive, strong and clear. When I composed myself enough to be able to talk coherently, I called dh at work and begged him to come home. He asked why even though he knew. When he got home we laid on the bed and held each other for hours, didn't really have anything to say.
It was a bit of an adjustment, but I think now we're more looking forward to meeting our daughter than scared crapless.




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