So, yeah I know that was an odd title... so let me explain. First of all, I was majorly active in an Expecting Club back when I had my daughter in November of 2003. Long time ago, huh? And then I was active here for awhile as well. Well, things have changed (oh and I can't get my signature to delete..... as it really doesn't apply anymore, except for my sweet daughter's little face). So my ex-husband and I divorced last year (June 2011). I'd been over it for quite some time, and just finally got the courage then. We were married 8 years. We have one child, she is almost 9 now, and we experienced major secondary infertility after TTC after her. We never got pregnant again.... I like to think it's because God knew it wouldn't work out between us and that 2 children in a loveless marriage would be worse than just 1. I don't know.. but that doesn't matter.
So, I met the man of my dreams last December. He is an amazing guy, has 3 children of his own, and made me realize what true love really is. I've never been happier in my entire life, and just his presence fills me with the most amazing feeling. True love is amazing, isn't it? So, we certainly weren't trying to get pregnant. But, I think it might have happened.... which would be so ironic since I just came off birth control, we weren't trying to get pregnant and the infertility I've experienced for so, so many heart wrenching years.
So, this is what's going on and this is your TMI warning... For weeks I had a feeling I was pregnant. I was highly emotional, had sex during ovulation (lol.. if that's not a sign I'm not sure what is), weird dreams, people asking me out of the blue if I was pregnant, etc... and I just had this feeling. So, I told my SO about it, and he about had a heart attack. He told me just to wait it out... but then he started saying things like "well you might have a little Herman in there, so you gotta be careful" or put his hand on my belly and be like "hmm... I wonder if our Herman is in there". Don't ask why he named my belly Herman... he's got a strange side to him. Haha. So, anyways... AF was due on Halloween. On Tuesday, the day before, I went to the bathroom and there was one piece of stringy discharge with red blood. Very small, and that was it. Nothing for the rest of the day. I was sad and convinced that AF was on her damn way, and texted him and let him know that I was pretty sure there was no Herman. I know that we were supposed to be relieved.... but I wasn't relieved, I was devastated and it felt exactly the same as it did TTC unsuccessfully for so many years. I sat down at my desk at work.... and just cried.
So, he tells me not to worry and just to wait. So I'm thinking "yeah whatever, AF will be here in full force tomorrow.. just you wait and see! Well AF never showed up on Halloween. I had one incidence of pink spotting. Could barely see it on the toilet paper it was so light. Kept waiting for her all day. None of my usual horrific PCOS cramps, no breast tenderness... nothing. Absolutely no period symptoms whatsoever. Go to bed.. AF still not here.
Wake up this morning, AF still not here (I usually wake up with her). Wipe... more pink spotting. Hardly anything, very very light. No cramps and no tenderness again.
Now, I've been regular ever since I left my exhusband, and I have an app that I use on my phone that gets it right to the day. I have a 34 day cycle, and have been right on the money for awhile now as to when I should start. So, do you think it's true? Do you think that I'm pregnant? When should I test? When should I just sit down and cry? Hopefully someone has an answer... because I don't have any. I'm convinced by babymaker is broken, and that all of this is just too good to be true.