I had a colleague pop into my office yesterday to ask how I was coping with the big wait till Monday – the day when we go into the doc for the blood pregnancy-test. I surprised her by telling her I was doing great – whaaaat?!
Even I am surprised. I was a “pee-on-a-stick” kinda gal. Yip, the type that bought pregnancy-test sticks in bulk. Almost every other month I was doing a test, hoping and praying…only to be so disappointed. When chatting to my dear colleague about it, it suddenly dawned on me why I was so cool and calm…I have hope! Previously, I didn’t know whether or not an embryo had made it up my fallopian tubes into my uterus, I didn’t know if we’d even made an embryo. So I would test – anxious for some sign of hope.
But today, I have that hope. I know for a FACT that there are two little embryos inside my uterus – we saw the doc place them there. We know this to be true. What a glorious victory that is in itself. I am relishing the feeling of knowing that, in essence, I AM PREGNANT. Whether or not the babas make it is not up to me but God, and Monday we will know.
So for now, I dance in the knowledge that my babas are there and all is well. I am not in any pain or discomfort so all that remains is to smile and wait.