Yesterday, I took a pregnancy test, almost at random. I had been suffering from incredibly tender breasts, fatigue, and mood swings, but I stopped believing in pregnancy symptoms after so many surprise negatives.
It came up positive.
I am pregnant!
Today, I took two more pregnancy tests, just to be absolutely sure. Both came up positive. I should be about seven weeks pregnant.
According to the first day of my last cycle, I should be due March 16th, 2011. Practically right on top of st patty's day. Also according to my last cycle, it says I conceived on my wedding anniversary. HA! Mikos was conceived the night cliff proposed, and this baby on our anniversary. This family! However, according to those dates I should have showed up positive around the seventh of this month, and I vaguely remember taking a pregnancy test earlier this month when my period was late, and it came up negative. With that in mind, I am not sure how far along I actually am, so when I see the doctor I will ask him to do an ultrasound to pinpoint it. The cool thing is I should find out the sex right around the time I go back to school. YAY!
I am bombarded with a lot of confusing emotions about this. I still don't think it's totally sunk in yet. I don't think it's hit me. Because it is still so early, I wrestled with whether or not to announce it. However, I decided that NOT telling people was a jinx. I'm rather superstitious. So hello world, I'm having a baby!!