Thursday, January 19, 2006

The Test

I took the pregnancy test on a lark. I was impatient to do my errands and sick of running to the bathroom to see if my monthly guest had arrived and finally decided that since we had to buy the multipacks I might as well take a test. I thought that it would be good to familarize myself with the procedure so I could do more research before the “real deal” in some future month.

There were 2 lines.

I thought it was neat to see the progress of the top blue line appear and watched it only to suddenly realize that there seemed to be another one coming up too. So, I took another. It was 1:15 in the afternoon. My urine wasn’t concentrated and it was only the 1st day of my missed period. I wasn’t supposed to be able to test positive even if I was pregnant.

I got 2 lines again.

That was when the mild panic set in. Fortunately the receptionist at the ob’s office seemed accustomed women babbling slightly incoherently about “2 lines.”

This was very much a planned pregnancy but we assumed it would take more than 1 month. I had always been extremely irregular with a lot of discomfort so I was placed on the pill when I was 18. About 2 years ago I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism which could have been the source of the problem. At any rate, when I went off the pill in October I was suddenly as regular as clockwork without any hormonal help. In fact, it was perhaps the least annoying the whole process had ever been. For various reasons we didn’t actually start trying until my last cycle. And, apparently, 1 cycle is all it took.

I had girded my loins for months of trying. I had fallen in love with the idea of a “Halloween baby.” To be pregnant now is rather a shock. I am completely happy that I am pregnant and that it happened so quickly but at the same time there is a feeling of “eek.” I wasn’t quite ready for it to happen quite so soon. Although, I may have said the same thing if I was pregnant next month. I have to wonder if any woman is ever totally ready for her first pregnancy. You go from being responsible for you to responsible for this other person in an instant. Suddenly, you are the mommy. You just have to be a little scared.

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