- 5 years ago
- Wedding: January 2020
DH and I had been TTC since late June. We’re 33 (me) and 37 (him) so we assumed it would take a while. I was half-heartedly tracking my cycles and from what I could tell they were way longer than average and it wasn’t clear when or if I was ovulating. I do recall one day where I had what I thought was EWCM (I hadn’t had it in cycles previous) and I suddenly got a migraine, so I suspected I might be ovulating and made sure to BD on tht day and the day after.
After about 16 days (which would still be a few days before expected period in my super long cycles) I did a pregnancy test and it was negative. I did another one a few days later and it was also negative. It was $1 test from the Dollar Tree, so I don’t know if that mattered. Anyway I had no symptoms and assumed that I just had long cycles and/or wasn’t ovulating and I needed more time off the pill for my body to figure itself out.
Meanwhile, I had my annual well-woman exam about a day or two before my expected period (so after the negative pregnancy tests). During the breast exam, the doctor found something suspicious. I have fibrocystic breasts so finiding a benign lump is not uncommon for me, but this one felt different. With my family history of cancer, the doctor grew concerned. She brought in another doctor for a second opinion. The second doctor wasn’t sure either. They told me that breasts do tend to be more lumpy right before your period, so I should come back in 2 weeks after my expected period.
I left terrified that this was the beginning of a cancer journey. I was also sad that my period seemed late and that my cycle was probably messed up. I felt broken.
Two weeks later my period didn’t come but I went to my follow up breast exam anyway. They asked me whether my period came and I said no, I must have skipped it. They asked if I could be pregnant and I said yes but probably not since I’d tested negative and I didn’t “feel” pregnant. They told me they would give me a pregnancy test just in case, but they’d do the breast exam first. So they do the breast exam, I go pee in a cup, then I wait. I texted my husband about the pregnancy test and we joke about it.
Then I hear a ruckus in the hallway.
Both doctors scurry back in. “I’m not worried about the breast thing anymore, everything is clear,” she says, “but your pregnancy test came back positive.”
I was SHOCKED. In retrospect, that was kind of stupid because well, I had unprotected sex when I was ovulating and my period was late so obviously I could be pregnant. But since I wasn’t sure my cycles were even working properly and I’d tested negative a few days before and I just didn’t feel pregnant, I was in complete shock. The doctors were very nice to me but also I think kind of amused that I was so shocked and clueless.
My husband was equally shocked at first. In hindsight we’re like, um duh. I think we just both thought we’d have problems conceiving, so this was an early blessing.
The joke is that I went to the doctor thinking I had a tumor but turns out I have a parasite 🙂 (My mom doesn’t like that joke very much. “It’s a sweet baby, not a parasite!” she says. She’s right but DH and I have a dark sense of humor)
It’s been a little over a week since we found out and we still have a hard time believing it. For the first several days I felt absolutely no symptoms so it’s hard to believe. Now I’m feeling a little sick so I am believing it more. But it’s still weird.