An Altrui couple talk about their feelings on diary day two of their two week wait. Today: panicking about spotting.
1 DAY TO GO. I cannot believe that TOMORROW we find out if we are pregnant. My excited feeling soon disappeared as soon as I went to the toilet. I wiped myself and there was blood!! Only a small amount. I felt my heart start to break. I woke my husband and told him. We were panic stricken. We still had two hours before the Assisted Conception Unit opened so we could speak to someone for advice. My mind was in overdrive. I was spotting, my nausea had gone – that was it decided then, I wasn’t pregnant. My husband reassured me, hugged me. This was a hard time.
We waited until 9am and called the Assisted Conception Unit and spoke with one of the lovely nurses. She reassured me and explained that spotting is common and advised me to take it easy and try not to stress. So simple.
We decided to go out for dinner to cheer ourselves up that evening. Throughout dinner we discussed what we would do if we had a positive result and what we would do if the test was negative. A holiday was the obvious choice for the latter. We did not spend much time discussing a positive result, again, not allowing ourselves to be vulnerable to disappointment.
My new obsession was worrying that I was not going to be able to pee enough on the pregnancy test in the morning. As you can imagine we did not take part in a lot of sleeping that night. Thoughts ranged from not being able to pee enough, missing the stick, not being able to read the results. I even had a dream that I had to go to the canteen at work with my boss to get another pregnancy test as the first one was faulty. I don’t even have a canteen at work, and even if I did I doubt they would sell pregnancy tests.
At regular intervals in the night we asked each other if it was too early to carry out the test. Although one minute past midnight was technically the date to do our test, it was still perhaps a little early.
