get your big fat positive? I've seen it in a couple of siggys & I was just wondering when we all got the news about our LOs & I was also wondering what went through our heads. How did your SO react to the news, too?
For me, I found out on Friday, 11-11-11, Veteran's Day at 8:11am. The things that went through my head were: "Oh My God-when!?! How far along am I?!? I thought that I couldn't!?!?! I hope when DH & I went out for our anniversary on 11-1-11 & I had that glass of wine, it'll be OK. I hope that the baby is alright..." I called DH while he was in a very important meeting (oops!) & told him he needed to get home... NOW! He kept asking if I was OK & I just kept repeating myself & then he finally got it out of me: "I'm pregnant." ... silence for a moment & then he said: "I'm leaving now. I'll be home in a little bit. I love you." ... when he came home I was sitting on the couch, staring off into LaLaLand. He sat across from me on the coffee table, rubbing my thighs as he kept telling me that we were going to be OK & we'll get me to the doctor ASAP & find out how far along I was. He was shocked, but 100% supportive.
Wow... looking at my son right now & thinking back to that moment... Whew doesn't time fly by!!?!?
Re: Call me curious, but when did you
I found out on the 23rd, the day after my grandmother died, so it was a weird week for sure.
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Good question Op!!
Well, I was home from work that day because I was quite badly sick with an upper respiratory infection and decided what the hell I'll test. Tested and got the second of the pink lines very obviously. I rang DH who was on his way to work and remember we were both quite excited, although I felt so awfully sick I think I was less so than I might have been.
My dad came over that morning to take me to my PCP, because I felt too sick to safely drive the 30 minute drive to her. She was about to write out a prescription and I told showed her a picture of the positive test from that morning. She had to change her choice of antibiotics, and told me I really should try not to take them unless my symptoms got worse still. Dad was so confused as to why I wasn't going to get my medication straight away... And I also had to ring a girlfriend to find out the name of her OB so I could make a booking with him because my PCP wasn't sure which OBs were good out my way. So I had to ask in a roundabout way again because I was with dad and didn't want to tell him just yet.
I think we told my parents, grandparents, DH's parents, and our sisters after the first OB appointment. The first scan we did which was about two weeks after the positive result showed a 6w5d old fetus so I must have got my positive fairly early. Based on my approximate LMP I should have been closer to 9w then, but I hadn't exactly been tracking that either.
We found out on 11-4-11. I had a feeling we were pregnant because I was a week late. So we went to my office's quarterly get together & my co-workers wanted to me drink with them. One keep giving me cranberry & vodkas, which I would take outside and dump in the grass lol.
After we left the party we went to Walgreen's to buy a test and we took it when we got home. I was nervous and anxious and excited all at once! DH was smiling like The Cheshire Cat! We actually went on our delayed honeymoon the next week so he got to travel with us. We went into the doctor a few weeks later to hear his heartbeat.
Been falling more and more in love everyday since!
Same story here, I found out November 4th the day my grandma died. That's why Frankie has her last name as her middle name.The saying goes when one life ends, another begins.
November 14th. I had felt "off" all day at work and decided to get a test at the drugstore on the way home. A second line appeared almost immediately, at which point my eyes got blurry, I got dizzy, and nearly fainted. I was so not ready for a baby. I called DH, crying, and said "I think I'm pregnant. But the line is really light." DH came home, looked at it, and said, "that line isn't light". DH was really happy, he was ready for a baby whenever. In my denial, I took a total of 5 tests.
Looking back now, I wouldn't change it for the world. I faced a lot of fears and emotional hurdles because of this, and feel like I have come out a much better person for it.
Saturday 11/19. On my way home from work (thru a snowfall) I decided to stop at Walmart to pick up a test. I was late. I was sure I was getting AF and then all those symptoms went away. This day my boobs kinda hurt. But with TTC for so long and 2 m/c, you feel the symptoms every month. I think I was 4 days late. I took a test w/o telling DH. It came up Pregnant. I started shaking and thinking "no, we'll have to miss our family reunion trip" which is every 2 years and a blast (Well worth missing of course!). That was 2 weeks after I had LO. I went out to the living room with the box and tried telling DH that I feel the need to take the test. He was playing a game or something so I didn't get his full attention. Then I finally just showed him the stick.
I remember I layed down with my head in his lap. I was scared. Not scared to have a baby. Scared to have another m/c.
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Well, NH had a freak snow storm that Saturday, and my parents still drove 80 miles up for the dinner. We had never planned a dinner for both sets of parents so they were really hoping for baby news. They all got what they wanted and still got home safely during the storm.
The day after Thanksgiving. I had a m/c in Aug and we had been charting. AF was to come that day, but I had plans to go out drinking with some old friends that night, and theres no way that I could live with myself if I was PG and went out drinking. So I took a test (when I did test I liked to wait around 5 days late just to be sure) It was my 1st cycle after the m/c I kept telling myself that its OK to get a Not PG- that I should expect to see that. As I sat there waiting for it (btw it was 6am at my parents house) I had never been more nervous. I thought I might have been- I was hungry more, my boobs were sore, I was drinking milk like crazy- but again i didn't want to get my hopes up. Well the + scared me, I looked at it and had to look again and again. If I had another test with me, I would have taken it!
I went back to DH (who was still sleeping) and told him, I said I took the test cus I wanted to know if I could drink or not. We didn't tell anyone until early Jan (after a 10 week u/s to make sure this one was going to stick).
I took the test exactly 4 weeks after my last period ...so that puts me at November 8th. I was thinking about it all day at work and already had a test at home. I took the test, it was positive. I was taking an online course and I had an assignment due, so I decided to finish that before telling my hubby.
My DH was playing a video game and would NOT turn it off. Haha. I told him I wanted to talk and he kept saying that he would be another minute...eventually he turned it off. He was definitely surprised and gave me a big hug and a kiss.
I cannot believe it has been almost a year since then!