After almost a year and a half of trying we can finally announce I’m pregnant! The last time I posted here we had been to the hospital for my laparoscopy pre-op assessment (you can read that here) and we were all geared up to have my tubes flushed out and any cysts I had on my ovaries lasered off.
Monday 20th July started like any other mundane Monday, I took Florence to nursery, Matt went off to work and Huxley needed his usual morning walk. Whilst getting the poo bags and lead together I spotted the cheapy ovulation tests I’d bought online a few months ago. I bought them to try and keep a track of when I ovulate – however, the result is rarely accurate when you have PCOS. I decided I’d do a quick test and then take the dog out while it developed. I didn’t really give it another thought and went out walking thinking about my operation and what the outcome might be and how quickly I might conceive.
I got home about 25 minutes after I took the test and I immediately had a peek as I walked past the kitchen table. I was shocked to see a very dark test line, much darker then the control line. I had never seen a result like this on one of my ovulation tests. I thought it peculiar and couldn’t help but wonder whether I should check for pregnancy.
The waiting became too much and I dashed to Tesco to pick up a few groceries as well as a two pack of Tesco own brand tests. I couldn’t even wait to get home and so I headed straight for the ladies toilets. I took the test and as it developed I thought I saw the faintest of lines – the lighting was so dim it was hard to tell. I waited and waited in hopes it would develop to a more distinct line. The more I stared the more I was sure I could see a line. I took 100 photos (approximately) and messaged Matt to see what he thought.
In the meantime I walked back to the car hoping the natural light would help me see the result. Looking at the photo now I can see the line clearly but something in the back of my head was questioning it. Matt said he thought he could see a faint line and to test again in the morning. I went home and my mind was racing, I couldn’t concentrate on anything. I had some lunch and got back in the car and went to Superdrug this time. I picked up a First Response Early Response and a Superdrug own brand test. Once again the tests were burning a whole in my bag and so I headed to the public toilets in the shopping arcade. I took the Superdrug test first and thought that if it was negative then at least I haven’t wasted the more expensive test. The result came up immediately, a light pink line appeared in the control window AND the test window. I was shocked, amazed, excited, crying, happy, smiling….every emotion under the sun. Sat there, in a public toilet, I realised 17 months of tears, tantrums and trying had finally been worth it! I just sent a message to Matt saying “Looks like we’re having a baby!” with a picture of the test.
The next morning I took the First Response Early Response test and as the liquid passed across where the test line should be the line appeared. I walked back into the bedroom immediately with the test and showed Matt as he was laying there half asleep. I think at that moment he and I both believed it was real. It was happening, three positive tests can’t be wrong.
As I write this I think I am five weeks pregnant (22/07/15). I will be posting my four week update/symptoms post in a few days so please come back and see what my bodies been up to over the last week or so **warning** it’s probably TMI!