It was a whole year ago that I found out I was pregnant.

We were on our way to a friend’s birthday drinks at the Southern Cross and Ms Constantine and I dropped by the New World Metro to get a pregnancy test. It was a few days after my period was due, and Ms Constantine couldn’t wait to find out if I was pregnant or not, so she convinced me to get a test as soon as possible after we finished work. The hubby and I had only decided to try for a baby a month earlier, so this was the first test.

Abby when she was 8 weeks in the womb and only 1.75 cm long!

Abby when she was an 8 week foetus and only 1.75 cm long!

So we got the test, and we were at a bar, and I had filled myself up with boring non-alcoholic beverages (boo!) and needed to go toilet, so there was nothing left to do but to take the test in the ladies’ loos. It wasn’t the best place, and the loos in the Southern Cross can be pretty dim which made peeing on a stick quite challenging… too much info?

I stayed in the cubicle waiting for the lines to show itself. I hate taking my time in a public loo. I always feel like I’m holding up the queue and annoying people. But I had to give the test a few minutes, five to be safe… I felt as if everyone was thinking I must be in there taking drugs or something because I wasn’t doing anything but waiting.

I had a feeling that it was going to be positive as I had felt all the symptoms of early pregnancy a few days prior. Surely enough, the control line showed up, then the second line started to colour and I had a lump in my throat. It didn’t feel real. Could I? Am I? Adrenaline rushed through me. Whoa – yes, I’m pregnant! What a very private moment in a very public place.

12 week ultrasound scan

Abby asleep in the 12 week ultrasound scan

I felt a little weird with everyone around, but through happy teary eyes I managed to tell the hubby the news. He didn’t even know that I had gone to take the test in my absence, so was surprised muchly. Then I told Ms Constantine and there were more happy tears and hugs all round.

Too bad I couldn’t have any drinks to celebrate, but 20 March 2009 was a great night.

I did another test the next day, and then did another at the doctor’s the following week (because’s three’s a charm).

And that’s how I found out I was pregnant.

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2 thoughts on “Preggiversary

  1. awww! i felt the same when we did our first pregnancy test (and then another… and another…) becuase we couldnt quite believe it to be true. i still have one on my shelf that i look at and smile at everytime i see if… even though i am due in 5 weeks. thank you for your posts… i enjoy reading them as a mum-to-be and i think your little girl is delightful.


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