The Urine Speaks

I had a very restless night – I woke up around 2 am and I slept fitfully after then, tossing and turning and looking at the clock quite frequently.  I am sure this was partially due to the fact that I needed to pee, but I had to save that urine!!!  I would also venture to say that the suspense was killing me.  Finally, at about 6:15, I decided it was a decent enough hour to go ahead and get up.   Derek was apparently in the same boat as me, because he got up as well.

I did my thing and placed the stick to cure on the bathroom counter.  The hourglass blinked away but I couldn’t watch.  I turned my back and leaned against the counter, steeling myself for whatever the result was.  I closed my eyes and took a couple of breaths and visualized the result I wanted to see.  Then I glanced at Derek and he was looking at the test.  I looked down and saw one. GLORIOUS. word.  Just one. 

Pregnant.*

It couldn’t have been longer than a minute and a half, but there it was staring back at us. 

Derek and I hugged.  I cried.  And cried.  I know it is early and that a lot can still happen, but I am cautiously optimistic.  I will be happy for what I have today. 

I went to the Dr. for my blood draw and we will get those results this afternoon.  I am really hoping for a good strong number.**  Thank you for all of your thoughts and prayers for us throughout this journey.  Please keep us there as the journey continues.

*I took a picture with my iPhone, but it is too fuzzy to use for a post.  I also took one with my digital camera.  Perhaps I will update this post with my picture later.

**I did have a dream last night in which we got my first number back and it was 130.