This was written on 2.40am on 27 January 2014. I was sitting on my toilet bowl, emptying my bowel for the umpteenth time.
7 days ago on the morning of 20 January 2014. All those haziness, emotions, fatigue, sore breasts, suspicions and violent belly gas in the past weeks had culminated into a strong urge to head to the pharmacy.
I walked in, asked the pharmacist for folic acid. She asked me back, “For pregnancy?”.
“Hurm, guess so.”
“Ah…for pre-natal. Just one second”, she said.
She passed me a box with ‘FOLIC ACID’ brightly emblazoned across it.
“Take one a day, that’s all you need”.
I could have walked straight out. I could have walked straight to my car and driven home. But I didn’t.
Instead, I grabbed two boxes of ClearBlue. I was familiar with the contraption, having used it a couple of weeks ago when I suspected I was with child.
I paid up for my goods. While walking to the car I felt suspiciously eyed on. Felt like I was doing something naughty. What a weird feeling!
As soon as I reached home, I ripped open a box of ClearBlue and peed on it. And then I waited for what seemed like an eternity.
I waited a little bit more.
It still said, “Pregnant”.
I smiled. I ran up to our bedroom, flung the door open to my sleeping husband.
He roused and rubbed his eyes.
I couldn’t speak. I was smiling so hard, pee covered stick in my hand.
I turned on the lights and looked straight into his eyes, still smiling.
Then he noticed the stick in my hand. “Pregnant?”
“YES!!!!”, I roared.
And then I jumped right into his open arms and we hugged for the longest time.
We had a look at the stick again, by now it was showing how far a long I was; 3+ weeks.
We felt so good, so happy, so at peace because we know we are 100% ready.
Doctor confirmed it with a scan.
A couple of hours later, it began. The epic runs, the green tsunami, pissing from my ass – shit by any other name would still smell as bad.
Instead of morning sickness, instead of constipation…I got diarrhoea. And I was still at it 7 days later. As I spent most of my time on the throne, I decided to blog this.
So yes, Gareth and I – we are pregnant with our first child! :)
We are now just over 13 weeks, entering 2nd trimester. Exciting times! Went through the morning sickness and had a bit of a scare but all is good now :)
I always thought women who suffer from morning sickness are drama queens, how can you projectile puke without warning?
Well, now I understand that you can. I have learnt to puke in my mouth and then swallowed it back multiple times because I didn’t want to be “that girl that projectile vomitted in a food court”. I have learnt to drive while hurling into a plastic bag.
Here’s the latest picture of our baby:
See the arm? We’ve got a raver!