As you may have seen yesterday, the boy and I are currently expecting! I'm almost 13 weeks along, so just out of the first trimester. I've obviously known for a while, but was always planning on waiting to post on blog. Which does mean I never wrote anything down.
I was sure that wouldn't be a problem and that when I sat down to write about it (aka now) I would remember all the details. Except that isn't quite the case. If I could go back, I definitely would have written down thoughts immediately, and edited it closer to the post date. Live and learn, right? So I'll do my best, but I'm sure I'll be forgetting details along the way.
I was about a week late which wasn't a huge freak out since I hadn't been completely regular since I'd gone off BC. Especially since the past 2 times prior I was also late and was sure I was pregnant, except as multiple tests told me that wasn't the case.
Even so, I wanted to wait till the day before Passover started (about 10 days at that point) to confirm. After all if I was pregnant I knew I didn't want to drink 4 glasses of wine.
Except before I had the chance to test I found myself gagging while brushing my teeth. I didn't think anything of it, since we've all had those times. But then it happened again the following morning.
At work later that day I googled to see if it was possible that nausea while brushing teeth was related to pregnancy, and sure enough it was! One of the first things I did once I got home that day was brush my teeth just to see if I imagined it. But it happened yet again.
Any sane person would have tested at that point. But it was still 3 days before Passover, and I wanted to test the day before, so that was when I was going to do it. Part of me was a little scared to, after all if it was going to be negative at least I'd have a few extra days of potential bliss.
Although looking back the teeth brushing incident probably wasn't even the first sign. A week prior someone was heating up tuna noodle casserole in the microwave at work and I practically ran out of the room because of how awful it smelled to me. I didn't think anything of it, since warm tuna isn't normally a pleasant aroma, but I'm pretty sure there was more going on there.
Finally though the day before Passover arrived. Of course I woke up far to early especially considering it was a Sunday. I even tried to go back to sleep, but gave up because I had to know. Sure enough though, two lines slowly appeared!
I tried to wake the boy up, but I'm pretty sure his response was that it was too early for him see anything! But eventually he woke up and was just as excited.
If you have a baby how long did you wait before testing? Or how long do you think you could potentially wait before knowing for sure?