You know, I started this blog to document what I thought was going to be a long, difficult process of conceiving again after losing a fallopian tube last year- and boom- in the first entry I’m already seeing blue lines.
I stopped at CVS that night and bought one of those Clearblue digital tests (I read a bunch of forums where women removed all doubt about the whole faint line vs dark line thing by getting a computer’s opinion). Once indoors I made a beeline for the b-room and after 3 minutes of watching the little hourglass icon… “pregnant.”
I walked back into the living room, stick leading the way, and delivered it to my husband, saying “This is the situation we now find ourselves in.”
“I guess so. I mean. That’s what the stick says.”
I don’t really remember the exact dialogue after that but I do know we were trying hard to be as aloof as possible- not allowing ourselves to get too excited before we know what’s what. As much as I want this, and as I’ve said before, I just can’t take the heartache of being let down again…