My BFP! and other acronyms...

Wow, life as we know it is about to change for the rest of our lives. Why? Because I got my BFP! What is that you ask? Well anyone trying to conceive (or TTC) knows all about these acronyms that are used to make blogging and posting on baby message boards easier. These acronyms go on and on and though they may seem weird at first, most of us women end up making it our second language! After a couple of weeks of being on some of those message boards, I was actually speaking to my dear husband (or DH) with this lingo. So much for pig latin.

So what's my story? Well my DH and I have been TTC for about 5 months now. We haven't really been obsessed about it, it was more that we weren't trying to avoid it (or TTA). This month I thought was like any other month and didn't expect to see anything different when I took a Home Pregnancy Test (or HPT) last week. I did notice that I was extremely moody... or should I say my DH noticed that I was moody (hehe) so I decided to take an HPT just to be sure. Monday, June 15th, I went to the story and purchased a box of HPTs which incidentally only has 3 in a pack but cost like a trillion dollars. What gives?! TTC can get more expensive than a drug habit now-a-days... and I guess that snot nosed teenager at the cash register becomes your pusher?!

Anyway, I bought a box and even though Aunt Flo (or AF) wasn't due for another 6 days, I decided to take my chances and test anyway... yes I do have some sort of addiction to Peeing on a Stick or (POAS). As a matter of fact, some of my TTC friends on the message boards all decided that it would be really fun to have a POAS party! That's when we all take an HPT at the same time and run to the computer with our undies practically still around our ankles to give each other the update on what we saw - one line or two. So we were scheduled for a POAS party on Monday. Guess what? I got a Big Fat Negative (or BFN). Just one little lonely line on the HPT and I nearly tossed it out of the window, I was so annoyed. So I went to the message board to give my news. We all were in the same boat but I knew that I was still too early to get an accurate reading. We ended our chats with scheduling another POAS party for Wednesday.

So the next day, Tuesday, I went through my day okay. I was having some cramps that felt like AF was coming so that was a bit discouraging. Though later on I read that Pregnancy (PG) cramps feel very similar to AF cramps, just lighter. In any event, I decided to test anyway around 5pm in the middle of cooking dinner. I really didn't expect to see anything but I just had to get it out of my system. That's the trouble with having HPTs in the house because all you wanna do is pee on them! So I went into the bathroom, took the HPT, and walked away for 3 minutes. I wasn't really ready for what i saw when I came back. TWO LINES! I got my Big Fat Positive (or BFP)! I was in total shock!

Meanwhile over the past couple days I was mulling over in my head how I would tell my DH that we were pregnant, trying to find some cute and creative way to do it. Well life doesn't always happen exactly how you plan it LOL I was in such shock when I saw the two lines, and as I'm pacing the floor trying to look at the HPT in different light in case I was hallucinating, in walks DH from work! He sees me pacing and asks me what I'm doing and I all but threw the HPT into his face! "Is there a second line!? Is there a second line!?!" I shouted. He looked at it and I could tell he saw the second line but since it was not very dark, he played down the whole thing. I guess it was to not get our hopes up if it was a fluke.

I must say I wasn't very happy with his reaction but I understood how he felt. If this was a trick of our NYC apartment lighting, why get all excited and jump around only to find out later that we were wrong. So we decided that I would test tomorrow with my first morning urine (or FMU) since the test says that it contains the strongest pregnancy hormone at that time. Well the next morning I woke up at like 6am, a ball of nerves, and took another HPT. Bingo! Two dark lines! I woke my DH up and shoved the test practically under his nose. "See?! See!!" He smiled and hugged me and the rest, they say, is history I guess. I ended up telling my message board friends a day later and though most of them got BFNs, one girl got a BFP just like I did and we are actually due the same day! So I have a baby buddy! ... (no acronym for that sorry)

So here I am, 4 weeks and 4 days PG and I'm happy, nervous, and scared all in one. I've been getting some slight PG symptoms but so far so good and I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow. I'm praying big time that everything in the tests show up normal. I'm crossing my fingers and my toes... and I'm trying to send a message for baby to do the same... oh wait he doesn't have fingers or toes yet oops!

Time to sign off! I'll write more after my appointment. And baby dust to you all! ... ya you're probably looking at the screen like "baby wha?!" Baby dust is just something said on the message boards as a goodbye, but also wishing the other person I guess to get sprinkled by the baby dust fairy to get PG soon? It's quite funny thinking of a fat baby running around sprinkling stuff on women's heads (or bellies) but it's a cute phrase and women TTC love it! So baby dust, baby dust, baby dust! :) :) :) xoxoxo