The Rhythm of My Pregnancy: Finding Out and Heading out (Week 1-5)

Early on a Friday morning I decided to skype my mom to ask here weather it was normal to be late on my period, when taking the Malaria pills. I was only a week late so really didn’t think too much about it, plus I had started the year off with the Daniel fast. So I thought hey….change in diet will probably have some effect on my period. I mean apparently sports women don’t even have a period. Eek. Mom asked me two simple questions: “Are you taking the pill?” No because we had decided to get the pill out of my system so that when we do start trying for kids I would be cool. Second question: “How are your nipples?” Sho my nipples were super sensitive but I had concluded that I may have eczema on them.

So that was enough information for me to bring out the pregnancy test. I got home at noon because I was working a half day so that we could drive to Swaziland. While trying to pack and clean the house before we left I said to Avon casually “Babe I think I should just take a pregnancy test before we leave, just to be sure!” We had done this before and actually didn’t think to intensely about it. So I peed on the stick and continued about my business around the house. While Avon was taking the garbage out I waltzed into the bathroom where I left the test and noticed a double stripe! I hesitatively shouted “Baaaabe,” Avon irritably replied “What!” while carrying the garbage out. …”BAAABE, I am pregnant!” I said staring at him. Avon looked up with that look of …’Did I hear right! Then walked over and grabbed the test and started laughing hysterically which made me laugh too. This wasn’t quite what we had expected and it didn’t quite hit us there. So we said lets get another test just to be sure….a more expensive test, but really what difference is there???

The drive to Swaziland was pretty thought provoking. I kept looking at Avon and saying “Imagine!!! Something is growing inside me right now!” The whole concept was hard to fathom. I mean I hadn’t a clue of what would happen week by week..I know the basics like you ovulate on day 14 round about. It really got us thinking WHEN? Which was the actual day…. I also had to start rethinking the whole medication from the homeopath? I mean couldn’t he tell I was pregnant when he did all those inside tests on me?

Our plans for celebrating Avon’s Dads birthday on the following Saturday had to now include this news because we were not sure when we would be back in Swaziland again. Plus the thought of keeping this a secret from our own parents would be a huge challenge.

After a lot of silent negotiations we finally managed to get both our parents at a dinner table. Avon and I quietly sent a text messages congratulating our parents on being grandparents. As soon as we sent the message, both our dads reached for their phones and held them up far enough so that they could read the text. Avon’s dad said “Who is this messing around with me?” My dad was like “Did you get the same message as me?” They both turned their phones to each other, read the others message and looked up at us! …. Are you pregnant?”…Then there was screams of joy as our moms jumped up and hugged us. At this point I was like….Yo this secret is going to be hard to keep!