I felt like I was feeling pregnant, so I took a test about a week before and it came up negative. I did tell George and he said that it will be our time soon. The next morning George woke me up to say goodbye before work. I told him "I just had a dream I am pregnant and it's a boy." (For any of you that do not remember, I did this same thing with both my other kids and was correct on the gender too!) He said "But you took a test right? And it was negative right?" and I said yes. He said, well maybe it will be soon. I waited 2 more days and took a test - another negative. I still felt pregnant. Then finally I was actually late for my period, and took a test a day later and that was when I got my BFP! (Big Fat Positive)
I am feeling a little sick which is good, but I already love this baby so much so naturally I am feeling really scared too. My first appt is not this monday but the following monday. My BFF is going to watch the kids for me and George is going to go with me. I am praying they give me an U/S given my past. But if anything, hopefully I will at least be able to hear the HB which will make me feel TONS better. I forgot how nerve wracking the beginning is when you are just waiting and waiting to know if everything is ok.
If any of you have any prayers, kind thoughts or sticky dust to send my way PLEASE DO!!
xoxo Thank you!!! :)
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