Yesterday morning, before Matt and I jumped on our plane to head back home after a long vacation with our families, I took a pregnancy test. I've taken a lot of these since giving birth to Big Brother, but my hopes were dashed too many times for me to allow myself to get too excited this time. I had to take one though. My period was four days late. My periods haven't exactly been the most reliable as I've only had three since having Big Brother. I had made it a whole 18 months without a period, which was amazing by the way. This being so, my period being four days late wasn't a sure sign of anything. I watched the little strip and once again was disappointed as the second line appeared but the first one did not. I almost walked away right then, but the package says wait two minutes. Frustrated, but determined to follow the rules, I sat and waited. To my amazement, the tiniest, faintest line began to appear in slot number one. It was so faint you almost couldn't see it, but as my two minutes came and went, it darkened ever so slightly. The line was definitely there. I have yet to take tests number two, three, and so forth, but I'm pretty hopeful.
Just like with Big Brother, I'm equally scared and excited. Four weeks pregnant doesn't mean much. It takes at least 20 or so weeks before they can save a baby if something goes wrong. Honestly, it's hard to get truly excited, with no reservations, until the baby has been handed to you, eyes barely opening. I have hope though and I'm praying hard to be allowed to keep it. I won't be announcing anything until I'm about twelve weeks in, but I'm going to write here in my drafts so I can share with you my worries and my excitement each week until Baby Goodrich #2 arrives, which according to this calculator here, should be around November 29th, 2013.
Here we go again!
Just like with Big Brother, I'm equally scared and excited. Four weeks pregnant doesn't mean much. It takes at least 20 or so weeks before they can save a baby if something goes wrong. Honestly, it's hard to get truly excited, with no reservations, until the baby has been handed to you, eyes barely opening. I have hope though and I'm praying hard to be allowed to keep it. I won't be announcing anything until I'm about twelve weeks in, but I'm going to write here in my drafts so I can share with you my worries and my excitement each week until Baby Goodrich #2 arrives, which according to this calculator here, should be around November 29th, 2013.
Here we go again!