I felt like I had SuperPMS. Sore boobs, tired a lot, and felt really full in my belly, like I was going to start my period any minute. I didn’t think much of it at first, cuz it was, you know, time for my period. It’s hard for me to tell when I’m late because my cycle is a little irregular, but I finally took a test for my own peace of mind. And then I took another one. And then I called my MD and made him do a blood test (this was all in one day). I shouldn’t have been so surprised, since we were trying to conceive, but I had though it would take longer than two months of trying.
I think the next time, I’ll be a little more swift on the uptake.
I was in blissful denial until the test was positive. I had been extremely emotional, and had vomited after lunch one day. No period in sight, so I bought a test “just to be sure” I wasn’t pregnant. Whoops.
So I didn’t know immediately, but as soon as I found out, I knew exactly when it happened. A romantic weekend away. Something about those hotel beds, huh?
I took my temperature on day 29 of my cycle, and it was still elevated. Bam. So, I peed on a stick just to be sure. Thirty-six weeks and three days later, I delivered our son, Spencer.
Ooh, one other thing, and this may be TMI. I had really bad flatulence. My husband, who was convinced that women don’t poop or pee, was horrified when at night I would let loose with really loud gas while sleeping. Poor guy never knew what hit him.
OK, before he was my husband, DH picked me up to go to an amusement park. I was approximately 3 days “late” (that’s how I knew. I was never late before). I get in the car and this is the conversation:
You look great. Is that a new bra?
Nope.
Your boobs look bigger than normal.
Yep.
What’s up with that?
Pretty sure you knocked me up.
Cool.
We skipped the amusement park and stopped off at a drugstore for a test.
I knew both times at least a week before my period was due - yukky hungry/sicky feelings, inability to go near raw meat (which lasted the entire preganancy both times, so we went veggie unless it was sausages or ham and the like) and unutterable tiredness.
When we did the test the second time (we have been very lucky and got pregnant first go both times), my husband looked at the stick, then me, and said very solemnly,
So I guess I’m the only one that can blame it on the Eukanuba Dog Show?
I was watching the show and they had a new breed they introduced. I googled it and found a breeders site. On the page, there was a link for “pregnancy info.” I thought it was about pregnant dogs, but instead led to a discussion somewhere of “the two week wait.” Which is the two weeks from the time to ovulate until your period started. I thought hmm, it’s been longer than two weeks. I told a girlfriend. We went after work to buy a pregnancy kit. I came home and got a faint positive. Took one the next morning, got a faint positive. Spent some time researching false positives…took another test, faint positive. Went to my father-in-laws office, he told me to stop wasting my money on pregnancy tests and that I was pregnant.
AFTER that, I started getting really tired and dizzy. Once I was on pre-natal vitamins, the dizziness went away. My little faint positive is 9 months old now, I’m still tired.
Back to the OP: I was congested without any outward drainage and my feet hurt like a MF’er.
It lasted until the day after our son was born. ( Happened with the second and final child too.)
My sinuses have been farked since. ( I never knew what sinuses were before kids.)
Oh, and my feet usually hurt too. And I 'm tired,cranky and PMS’ing alot. I am either permanently pregnant (there is a scary thought) or just inching into my 40’s like a mack truck on fire.
It took me awhile to put two and two together. In retrospect the tiredness and nausea should have tipped me off. I sort of had an explanation for the nausea–I hate seafood, but we were vacationing in Maine and I was gamely allowing my husband to eat lobster at every meal. I thought it was the lobster making me ill.
For the past week I have been really tired and hungry. At first I thought I was just recovering from all the wedding insanity, but now I’m beginning to wonder. . .
My To Do List:
Buy test
Take test in the morning.
If its negative, oh well maybe next time. If its positive, I’ll buy my hubby a father’s day card.
trying not to freak out trying not to freak out trying not to freak out trying not to freak out
While first morning urine may be “best”, you can take a test any time of the day. And don’t bother with the brand-name ones - I bought the Walgreen’s brand two-pack (and never used the second one!). I picked the one with a read out of PREGNANT or NOT PREGNANT, so there was no agonizing over “Is that a line? It’s faint - does that still mean positive, or not?” It said PREGNANT in all caps!
I was sitting on the floor, and the cat was being affectionate and gently bumped my boob with her head. :eek: I nearly hit the ceiling, it hurt so bad.
Then a couple of days later, I was bending down to get something and the gravity on my boobs felt like they were being ripped off. I had small boobs. Gravity had never been a problem before.
