I got my "bfp", also known as a "big fat positive," on Friday, Feb 17th, 2012 despite not feeling terribly pregnant yet. My husband Jake said he had a feeling that something might be up when I was having terrible cramping about 7 days before my period was due. And on top of that, somehow my boobs instantly grow when pregnant despite being a measly barely B cup, so between those two things, he suspected. We were excited, nervous, overwhelmed...it had been a bumpy road for us to get to that point, and we knew that nothing was certain yet...we just had to wait it out and see what happened.
I called my ob/gyn to let him know the news, and of course they wanted me to come in for bloodwork and monitoring, but I decided against it this time. It doesn't change the outcome and turns me into an anxious, crazy lady. So I decided to pretend I was calm and act like nothing was wrong. And let's just say I'm not a good actress. I did take twice a day prometrium (a progesterone supplement) just to play it safe, and I felt some sense of security from that.
We had a ski trip to Whitefish, Montana planned with some friends, and I asked the doctor if it was okay to travel such a long distance and ski. When I got the thumbs up, we packed our coats, ski pants and goggles and headed to the slopes of Big Mountain. I did end up and ski every day, even if only a half day, and in all I felt pretty good. I was a bit more tired than usual, and felt somehow clumsier than I already am, but we had a good time. I did fall a few times, but I was always going slow and usually hit my head harder than my stomach. I was glad that we had the ski trip planned because it was a great distraction in early pregnancy and kept my mind off all of the things that I had no control over. I knew I had an appointment coming up when I returned, but I felt good and all seemed to be going well.
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