So - they both only had one sad pink line - I was not pregnant... or so I thought. Of course I
didn’t know they were false. So I told my baby daddy we were unsuccessful. He
said he was relieved! He wanted to rethink everything. He had agreed to the
whole crazy thing, in fact, because he thought it would help us get back
together. Isn’t that something a chic would do?!
He said maybe we needed a break. We talked honestly and openly and I thought maybe we needed a break too. Maybe my desire to be pregnant had clouded my judgment just a little. I would start looking at sperm donors again. We would just be friends.
Two pink lines!! I'm pregnant! |
I told him over the phone and he was definitely in shock. "I told you I was going to get this right on the first try" he said. I told he had 24 hours to wrap his brain around it and then I kind of needed him to get on board. He did - he really did. Things were a little awkward for about a
week. Then we made a doctor’s appointment and my baby daddy started getting
sentimental and now he’s very excited.
I guess now
I feel like the universe decided that this baby was meant to be. We really were
not going to try again. I was going to go the sperm donor route. But I am so
excited to be pregnant. And I am so excited that it is with my baby daddy – we
may never get back together but my child will know the love of a really
remarkable father and that was what was so important to me all along!
6 Weeks - First ultrasound... our baby was the size of a lentil! |
9 Weeks - Second ultrasound... our baby was now the size of a grape! |
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