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Two Pink Lines

Two Pink Lines
October 3, 2014 3 minute read

I ripped off the packaging, fumbled for the instructions, and took off the cap. I’d done this numerous times before over the past year and a half – irregular cycles will do that to a girl – but this time felt different. “Replace the cap and lay the stick on a flat non-absorbent surface with the result window facing up. You may soon see a pink color moving across the result window to indicate the test is working. Wait 3 minutes until reading results.” I saw the color moving across the result window, but I didn’t have to wait 3 minutes. Immediately, two pink lines appeared. Two pink lines. No way. I double-checked the instructions: one line for negative, two lines for positive. I didn’t believe it. I was just over a week late…but my period was often late. And a test I’d taken 5 days ago was negative! I needed more proof. I chugged 4 large cups of water, ran down to the Shoppers Drug Mart on the corner, and made a beeline for the pregnancy tests. I grabbed 2 First Response packages and 1 Clear Blue Digital package – would 6 tests be enough? I paced around the apartment for two and a half hours waiting until I had to pee again, and proceeded with another First Response test. It was faint, but there they were again, those two little pink lines. I was going to have a baby.

pregnancy test

It was the strangest thing to find out I was pregnant. On that warm July 24th day everything had changed, yet nothing around me had changed at all. I still had blog work to do, I still had a hair appointment that afternoon, I still had to order a cake for my Mom’s birthday, and Aaron was still gone on his guys surfing trip to Tofino. When I had played this moment over in my mind throughout the course of our marriage, I pictured myself executing one of those cute “you’re going to be a daddy” announcements. But after the romance of finding out after peeing on a stick I decided I couldn’t wait until he was home. So I picked up the phone and dialed my husband. The conversation went something like this:

Me: Hi! Are you alone?

Aaron: No, should I be?

Me: Yes.

Aaron: Ok, we’re good. What’s up?

Me: I’m pregnant.

Aaron: Seriously?

Me: Yep. I’ve just taken two tests and I have a doctors appointment tomorrow to confirm it.

Aaron: Ok. Ok, wow! This is great! I’m excited. Are you excited?

Me: I don’t know. I think I’m in shock.

Aaron: We can do this.

Could we do this? I wasn’t sure. This was an unplanned pregnancy for us – we weren’t avoiding it but we weren’t expecting it either. An ultrasound a week and a half later confirmed that I was 5 weeks 4 days on August 6th, putting conception around July 12th, the day before my period was due!!!

pregnancy announcement

Fast forward to today, the last day of my first trimester at 13 weeks 6 days, and I can answer that question. We can do this. It may not have been our plan, but it was God’s plan. This child wasn’t placed into our care on a whim – we are ready for this. We are blessed with a stable financial situation, an amazing apartment, and an incredible support group of family and friends. My shock is now excitement, my nausea is now gone, my bloat is now baby bump, and my skin is now glowing. We are stoked to become parents to this little babe in April. 

So bear with me while I return from my “oh-my-goodness-I’m-pregnant-and-can’t-get-anything-productive-done” posting break with a multitude of pregnancy articles. I’ll try to switch it up when baby brain hasn’t completely stripped me of my ability to talk about anything else.


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