2 Pink Lines

*12 Months Ago*

My little HCG test the Doctor did.

At this time 12 months ago, I didn't even know I was pregnant. Well I had a feeling, but it wasn't 'official' yet.

I was very late but I thought it was to do with me stopping taking the pill so I wasn't really concerned. My couisn had a dream the day before that I was pregnant and wrote me a message to tell me about her dream. I rang her and told her how I was late and she suggested that I go to the doctor. I rang the doctor and made an appointment for the 24th. (Somehow they got me in the next day)

So this day 12 months ago, I went to work, left early and went to the doctor at 2pm. My cousin was waiting patiently for me to call her when I came out to let her know. I was going to buy my own wee test, but I figured that whether it was positive or negative I would sill need to go tot he doctor anyway. A missed period wasn't normal for me, actually I had never missed one.

I walked into the doctor's surgery and asked her for a medical certificate for the flu I had had for 3 weeks. She gave me a checkup and wrote me a certificate. I needed it for work as I had been at home for 3 days feeling like someone had run over me with a truck. (Now I know it wouldn't have been just a flu)

Just before I left the surgery, I told her I was very late and she asked me to give some urine so she could do a pregnancy test. I took the bottle to the toilet, thinking how embarrassed I would feel if I wasn't pregnant. Then wondered why I would have been so late, maybe it was the flu?

I brought her back the urine and she used a dropper to do a HCG test. She sat and talked to me while she waited for the test to show positive or negative. She then walked over to the test sitting on the table, picked it up and said,

'I think that's turning positive.'

I can't explain the feeling that came over me when she said that. Suddenly my stomach was in my mouth and I felt a rush of heat from my belly right up to my head.

'.........WHAT? Show me!' I choked out.

She passed me the test and I stared at it. She explained to me what the second line was, I wanted to tell her that I already knew but at the time it didn't matter. It was positive.

I sunk back into the seat, staring at it and she asked me if it was the result I had been hoping for. I managed a 'yes' and floated from the surgery to the reception, then to the car. Somehow I remembered to ask to keep the test. (It is now one of my prized posessions) I had a message on my phone from an impatient cousin who was obviously waiting by the phone for me to call.

I went to call her, then decided that Nathan was the first person I wanted to call so I called him instead. I told him I had something to tell him, and he asked, 'What' with a worried tone.

'I'm pregnant' I said quietly, waiting for his response.

'Cool!' he said.

Then I started to cry.

'What's wrong? Are you ok?' He said.

'Yeah. I-d-d-don't kn-know what's wrong. I'm ok.' I stuttered.

I was overwhelmed. I was excited and scared and relieved. I thought it would take a long time to fall pregnant and it only took a month. My mind was racing, I had so many things to think about.

I floated through the rest of the day, visiting my cousin who was excited and did the 'ring test' (which, by the way said GIRL) then going to Nathan's sister's house where he was working, (They had overheard the phone conversation so already knew) calling my brother and Nathan's other sister, then to his Dad's house for tea, where they were told and finally calling my parents to tell them. Everyone was excited and a little surprised.

The last place we stopped was at Nathan's mate's place to tell them the news. By this stage we both couldn't contain our excitement and were announcing the news with gusto.

When we came home I climbed into bed and lay there stroking my belly.

One of the happiest days of my life.