…and had me thinking I was 5 weeks. No, no, dear “Bump,” I am 4 weeks. Some people don’t ovulate on the 14th every month.
So…I retract my prior statement about the apple seed. I think I’m at poppy right now.
Dumb.
…and had me thinking I was 5 weeks. No, no, dear “Bump,” I am 4 weeks. Some people don’t ovulate on the 14th every month.
So…I retract my prior statement about the apple seed. I think I’m at poppy right now.
Dumb.
I took the digital this morning. It wasn’t a CBE one, but a FR. But, it said “YES +.”
I told my parents last night, much to the husband’s disagreement. I couldn’t not tell them though. The tequila has been flowing steadily since we got here, and we were supposed to go zip-lining today, and I figured I shouldn’t. But, I’m okay with them knowing so early. If anything were to happen, I would want them to know. They’re like my best friends.
In “WTF is going on with my body news,” my boobs hurt more now than I ever knew possible. I slept in a sports bra last night, and dread having to be without it in the shower.
But I’m so stoked. I’m pregnant.
(It feels waaaay to weird to type that.)
I took another hpt, just to be sure. Still pregnant.
So, so strange.
I’ve saved my last, the digital, for tomorrow morning.
13dpo, 5 weeks
BFP. No way. It really happened for us the first month trying?
(also…pssst – little bee, you’re the size of an apple seed today.)
My boobs could not possibly hurt anymore than they do right now.