And slowly, but surely, we passed the milestones. The early scan at the clinic where they were utterly unbothered by the previous week’s bleeding and said that sometimes these things just happen and any reason is gone without trace by the time they’re scanning. The viability scan at ten weeks, and the Harmony test that is no longer called the Harmony test, but is the same sort of test for genetic abnormalities. The midwife booking in appointment. The 12 week scan. And it wasn’t that I wasn’t thinking about it. Or that I wasn’t anxious. But, unlike when I was pregnant before, there were so many other demands on my time, and my attention.
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Not not a thing…
So, there I was, utterly convinced — yet again — that it wasn’t going to work. Because, as per usual, I didn’t feel any different. And the first time I tested, I got a result I’d never had before. Not “pregnant”, not “not pregnant”, nothing at all. Not a single line.
And so I tested again, and there it was a faint, faint line that suggested that I wasn’t entirely “not pregnant”, a whisper of HCG, that magical hormone that indicated that something had happened, and that even if it didn’t continue to happen, for a brief moment, however fleeting, things were, well, positive.
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Egged On 