As I near 21 weeks, it is funny to read back on the few journal entries I was able to write. Here is my recount of “how we found out.”
February 26, 2018
5 days ago, Yung and I found out that we are pregnant. By “we,” I mean “me,” but I say “we” because that’s how some people say it, and I certainly didn’t get here without some help! We had been “trying” officially for about a month and we were blessed with a baby quickly. I had roughly kept tabs of my cycle for a few months and tracked my basal body temperature to predict my ovulation, but honestly felt like I was kind of clueless and really not sure if that thermometer was really accurate. Plus, I’m the worst, non compliant person, and I wasn’t even consistent with measuring.
I was 2 days past my period due date, feeling super blah and down, and told Yung that I needed to take a pregnancy test. The debbie downer mode had nothing to do with pregnancy, but everything to do with the rain that would not go away and the fact that I was light years away from catching up with work. As soon as I peed on the stick, I kept my eyes on the little window where the line is supposed to form. Almost instantly, a shadow of a line formed. I walked out of the bathroom and I said, “I think it might be positive…” And for the next few minutes, we just stared at the stick together and sure enough, it was less of a shadow, and more of a line.
I always thought I would completely freak out. I always thought that my friends’ reactions were subdued when they shared the news that they are pregnant. The only thing I thought was that I needed to get my act together quickly. And I shouldn’t have had all that cookie dough ice cream two nights ago.
We decided to walk to the drug store and buy some more tests to verify the pregnancy, and we chose a more expensive, digital test. Sure enough, there was no denying this one. Pregnant. We were not sure what to do immediately after. Go back to working? Jump up and down? We went back to “work” but I called my doctor and started reading about all the pregnancy things. Then we went to the gym and got Thai take out.
That’s our story.
We’ve already told 14 of our family, closest friends, and I had to tell my student, the first person I saw the next day. Apparently we just can’t keep a secret.
Happy 4 weeks, Baby Tsai.
The obligatory positive pregnancy test photo. It’s a bit hard to see in the picture, but that shadow of a line apparently means baby.