It's no trick - definitely a treat! It looks like our practice has paid off:
It's faint, but there really is a + there. To be honest, I didn't really believe it myself. I had to get confirmation. So, I put in quick call to Matt to find out if he or Aaime were home for a second opinion. Luckily, Aaime was home, and I trotted over to have her take a look. God bless friends willing to look at a girl's pee stick! She agreed that it was faint but there. Just to be sure, we decided that I should take another test in a few days. After a quick celebration, I came home to wait for Chris.
A little back story is necessary at this point ... I actually took a test on Tuesday afternoon (10/30), but it was negative. By then, I was anywhere from 2-7 days late (depending on if you want to calculate on a 28 day cycle or what I had been averaging the last few months which was 23 days). By my calculations, I should have started while we were on our cruise last week, but I figured the stress of travel, the exhaustion of the trip, and the jet lag all put together might have messed up my cycle.
But, when we got back and few days had passed and still no Aunt Flo, I began to wonder. Oh, and then there was the exhaustion that I just couldn't shake. It seemed like everyone else had pretty much bounced back from the trip, but I could seem to get enough sleep. We're talking 8-10 hours a night plus naps when I could work them in when I usually work just fine on 6 hours a night.
Anyway - back to the negative test. I was disappointed but then I turned over the box a spotted the expiration date ... 10/2007. Well, that was enough to plant a seed of doubt (no pun intended!). Later that evening, I told Chris that I was late. I let that sink in and was pleasantly surprised when he didn't run screaming from the room. Then I told him that I had taken a test, that it was negative, but that I had doubts. Again, pleasantly surprised that he didn't look quite like a deer in the headlights. He agreed that another test was the best course of action.
Back to Wednesday (Halloween, if anyone is that observant) ... I picked up another 3 pack of tests on the way to work. I have to admit that it was all I could do not to duck into the bathroom and take the test right then and there. But, I resisted and waited until I got home that afternoon. And, now we're back to waiting for Chris to get home.
He got home, and, after not more than 60 seconds of "how was your day" chit chat, he blurted out "Am I gonna be a daddy?". I showed him the stick, and he was pretty darn excited. Again, I was pleasantly surprised - there was no Wylie Coyote style exit, no Cingular commercial silence, no look of sheer and utter panic. In all honestly, I think he's actually taking this much more calmly than I am. Something tells me that we'll be taking turns having minor panic attacks over the next several months. :-)
We were having his carpool buddy over for dinner and a scary movie, so we didn't have a lot of time to celebrate. I had about enough time to drop and email to Angie and Jim (who were en route to North Carolina at the time) and to run next door and share the news with our other set of child-bearing cheerleaders, Kathy & Darren. For now, we're keeping the news amongst a very small and select group of our best friends - all of whom have already been a huge support considering the astronomical number of questions we both have.
So, after several months of not so much to post about on this blog, I image that it'll be getting a lot more use over the next 241 (or so) days.
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