I can't tell you how many sticks I've peed on in my life. But they always seemed to come back negative. So when I saw the positive test, I had to look again. I almost brought it to my neighbor's house to ask if she saw the second line too because I was sure I had tricked myself.
But when I was sure, I cried. Happy tears mixed with the words, "I'm pregnant," spoken only to myself since no one else was home. I looked at myself in the mirror in our bathroom and could already feel myself growing. My waist wasn't any bigger, but my heart was already making room for the little girl I'll meet this December.
What was your moment like?
(I'm in your class.)
ReplyDeleteI love this, because I didn't get that moment. I took so many home tests and they were always negative.
I finally had to go in for a blood test, but I remember nearly dropping the phone. I'd thought "negative" too many times. I didn't even understand when the nurse said "positive."
I'm doing a pregnancy blog too, babymakingbybecky.blogspot.com
Hey Joy, I'm in your class too. Neal a.k.a. Daddyhack.net.
ReplyDeleteI remember the first time my wife got a positive (we have two little boys). I was doing some manly fix-up on an air-conditioning vent when from the bathroom came what I thought was a blood-curdling death scream. It was followed by a recurrent, "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh" in my wife's breathy, "can't-believe-it" voice. I ran to the bathroom thinking she had hurt herself or something, but found her standing with the test in hand and the biggest smile on her face. We squealed together, I admit it.
It was a wonderful moment.
I remember that moment also. After many negative tests and no symptoms of pregnancy I figured "what would it hurt to use the last one I had under the counter" that morning. I peed on a stick, set it on the counter and went downstairs to feed the dogs. (the usual morning routine) When I came back upstairs I went to toss the test in the garbage (as usual) and as I went to let go of it in the trash I saw a faint second line. It was at this time that I started talking to myself saying things like "Is that real?, is that a line?, is the test wrong?, etc." I then took a picture and sent it to my friend to make sure she saw the line too! hahaha and then I called my husband as he was about to enter a math final and let him know! (bad timing I know) hahaha
ReplyDeleteLove this Joy (: After to many miscarriages to count, we (my ob & I) finally figured out what was wrong. I remember my oldest's test though, and not only for the test, but for months to follow, not allowing myself to feel any excitement. When I finally made it past the first trimester, that's when I had the typical "Yay! I'm prego!" feelings.
ReplyDeleteMy first "moment" came after only being married for 4 months. I was happy but Craig cried...not tears of joy, he was upset...he was in school, we had just gotten married and a baby was not in the plan (at that point) but since there wasnt anything we could do about it, he had no choice but to get happy :) The second "moment" was a little better...Craig was still in bed, I went into the bathroom and did the test...I said "Im pregnant" and he said "I already know" hahaha...guess he had a feeling about that one.
ReplyDeleteJamie that must have been hard, but your girls are both so beautiful, I bet you're both glad it worked out the way it did :)
ReplyDeleteJoy I love you and I'm so happy for you. I can remember my moment very well. I wasn't planning on taking a test and I really didn't have any inkling that I could be pregnant. Jake and I had made up our minds that we were eager and ready to start a family. While trying, we decided it would be smart to sign up for supplementary insurance for me and the baby. We had it all figured out and were about to meet an agent at our house to get signed up. While I was cleaning the bathroom before she came over, I had this strong feeling I should take a test. I can remember peeing on the stick and deciding not to tell Jake because I had done it so many times before with a negative result. After I got done peeing on it, a few minutes later(after staring at it intently) I saw an extremely faded line. I didn't make a sound but my mind was going a million miles an hour thinking of the little life that was inside me. At that point I thought of how all my life I had wanted to be a Mommy and now I was. I was so excited, scared and relieved. After that I took about 4 more tests to be safe. It all turned out well and now I have my beautiful son James.
ReplyDeleteBoth of my "moments" were extremely different. With my oldest; I had very little planning time. I got pregnant right away, and the first pregnancy test I pee-d on was positive. I was anxious to tell the world. By the end of that day, most of my family knew that I was expecting. Once the shock of how easy it was to get pregnant was over, I moved right onto worrying about everything to make sure I did it all right.
ReplyDeleteWith my second as many people knows, it took THREE YEARS to find out we were expecting. We tried medications, artificial insemination, timing, temperature taking - everything but Invitro (which I would have done if the funds were available). So many people seemed to be experts on "what I was doing wrong" - most would say "stressing over it" so when I finally had that moment (without any help of doctors) my immediate reaction was a SELFISH one. I had tears streaming down my face with shock and disbelief, and after telling my husband we vowed not to tell anyone until I was 12 weeks.
In my mind, no one I would tell would appreciate everything we went through to have this baby like we would. It wouldn't mean the same to anyone like for my husband and I that personally went through the three years wanting and waiting. I was also careful and precautious and knew that if I miscarried that it would be extra hard not knowing when or IF we would get pregnant again. I enjoyed the news as long as I could to myself and with my husband before sharing it with anyone. After some time and my selfish moment was over, we let everyone know we were expecting (and of course did run into problems but that's another story) and they were happy for our news. :)
oh I love reading all these stories! ok heres mine: I had decided that I wanted to have a baby sometime after december 2009 because that's when I was going to finish my last required class. The first month we tried we were unsuccessful, which scared me SO bad, because my mom took 2 years to get me, and I didn't want to have to go through all that waiting and not knowing if I would ever get pregnant at all. I cried when I saw the negative, for a few days. Luckily the next month went better. I went to take the test at 6 in the morning because I heard it was more accurate in the morning. It was the 5th of July, a Sunday. I set it down on the counter and went back to bed, then went back in a few minutes and saw the positive, started crying, and ran into the bedroom with tears running down my face and a big smile, and told Pace to come into the bathroom. Of course he knew why, so he gave me a big hug and started crying too. I called my mom and sister as soon as it was a reasonable hour. I hadn't told them I was trying, so they were shocked, but happy.
ReplyDeleteThat is a cute post!! It is so true, when you find out, it is an emotion that you will never felt before or will ever be able to duplicate. I was by myself when I took the test too. Mostly because I didn't really think I was pregnant and thought "well I have to pee anyways... might as well see if this is why I am late." I am soooooooooooo excited for you!!! We will have to get together after your baby is born and do a play date/nap and eat date. Because I heard you never leave the house for at least 6 weeks.
ReplyDeleteLoved this post. So sweet and cute. Congratulations! I'm not pregnant, but it's been fun reading your blog. Just saving ideas and gathering info for the day when I get to experience being pregnant. Like the blog. (digital cultures classmate)
ReplyDeleteSo this is delayed, but I'm bored, so I thought I'd share my moment. Nick and I had decided that we were ready to start a family, so after signing up for supplemental insurance, and waiting the month grace period I chucked my birth control pill out the window (February 2010). I told Nick that I probably wouldn't be able to get pregnant while I was taking classes, because I get too stressed out, so we figured it would be during the summer. A couple uneventful months went by, then finals, and graduation and then we moved. The weekend we were moving all our furniture was the weekend I was expecting my period, so I would go to the bathroom every chance I could because the panty-liners were packed away who knows where. Anyway I wasn't feeling good all weekend (luckily we had lots of help). I felt week and sicky. I told myself I would wait a week before I would take the pregnancy test, but come that Monday morning I could wait no longer. Nick was working nights, and typically I wouldn't wake up until he got home, but for some reason this morning I woke up 2 hours early and couldn't go back to bed. I heard that pregnancy tests taken in the morning are more accurate, so I tried to hold it because I wanted Nick to be there. Now I know how foolish that was. Within 10 minutes I was on the toilet, stick in hand. I told myself I wouldn't look at it until he got home, but as soon as I pulled the stick out it was obviously positive. I wanted to tell my husband in person, but how could I possibly wait 2 hours for him to get home. I texted him and told him I needed him and asked if he could come home as soon as possible. He came home on schedule, and he asked if anything was wrong, and I just took him by the hand and showed him the test, and he asked what does that mean. "I'm pregnant," I said. "I thought that might be it," he glowed. Then we hugged and were happy for a long time. That afternoon he said "I feel like we should celebrate." "Baby-brain" must have already take effect because I was clueless as to what he meant.
ReplyDeleteSo it took a long time for me to get pregnant. Going a whole year and not even ovulating once was so frustrating and heartbreaking even when Clomid didn't even work. There would have to be the more expensive, non natural options for me. I was able to start taking a diabetic drug (I'm not diabetic) that, for some reason, worked for me (I have PCOS-polycysic ovary syndrome)and I was able to ovulate once and then get pregnant.
ReplyDeleteI was married for over 4 years by then and I didn't know that I was pregnant. I was feeling sick and my husband told me to go take a test. I was mad that I had to take one again because I knew that it was just going to come back negative again. Well, it didn't. In fact it changed immediately. I just stared at the test like I didn't know what it was. Then I started to tear up. All that frustration (through the years) and anger (at my husband for making me take the test)came out. I cried and cried. It took me a few minutes and then I took the test to my husband. He looked at it and then looked at me. He asked what that meant. I said it meant that I was pregnant. He hugged me and we cried together.
The Lord works in his time and this was a huge patience test for me. I don't think I handled it well but it has helped me with other things that I have to wait for.
Now I have a beautiful daughter and a son three years later. I cherish them every day.