Wow.

Last night, I was sure that I was pregnant.  I was nauseous, my boobs hurt, and I’d been cramping for days (usually, I don’t get cramps until I have my period).  In addition, Fertility Friend gave me a score of 82pts on the pregnancy signs section.*

I met some friends for a concert and picnic in a park downtown.  On the way there, I stopped off and bought some CANS OF WINE.  Why would I do this?  Because I didn’t want people to be remarking on me not drinking, and in a can – I could take pretend sips!

AndthendumpitoutwhennoonewaslookinghaveImentionedIhadn’teventestedpositiveokthanksbye.

I had a great time at the concert, and when I got home, the internet cheapies pregnancy tests that I’d ordered had arrived.  I briefly considered waiting, then grabbed a mug to pee in and headed to the bathroom.

It was a BFP!  (BFP = Big Fat Positive)

Now,  I’m going to try not to get too excited.  I know how it feels to get knocked down after getting knocked up.  But, for today, I am still pregnant, and I am happy.

* I have to say, this thing has been dead-on accurate for me.  I’ve never been above 20pts when I’m not pregnant, and have always been above 50 when I have been.