If you have been doing the math, Dom and I got married 10 weeks ago. The Doctor has us listed as 13 weeks along based on the date of my last period not on the date of conception... just in case anyone was wondering!
We had been married for about 3 weeks when I noticed that I was late. I thought that it might just be my body adjusting to all of the changes of married life, but I bought a pregnancy test just in case. I bought a pack of 2 and both were negative. I figured things would straighten out soon.
Domenic, however, was convinced that I was pregnant and wouldn't leave me alone about it! He had already started trying to talk to the baby and we hadn't even gotten a positive test back!
2 days later... no change... I took another test. Still negative. I was a bit over a week late at this point.
Finally, I bit the bullet and bought another pack of pregnancy tests... those suckers are way too expensive!
I got positives on all 3 tests!
*I like the idea of the clear blue tests that have a weeks calculator, however, all of mine had a different prediction of how far along I was, so I'm not sure how accurate that prediction is.
Why can't men just take a "don't worry about it" or "we will talk when you get home" and just say "sure"!
We talked to my gynecologist and he booked us for a 6 weeks appointment to do a quick ultrasound and make sure that there really was a baby in there. Here was our first look! Everything looked good. We were maybe in the doctor's office for all of 5 minutes this time.
Dom and I were laughing so hard when we heard the heartbeat for the first time that I had to hold my breath for the technician to get a picture!
p.s. that is the umbilical cord... not a penis...
Macy and the Cat have both been adjusting to my sickness and forgetfulness to feed them (multiple times I'm afraid) in different ways.
* Shouldn't "pregnancy brain" also enhance your maternal instincts... for instance feeding your "kids"??