A Journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step...

And ... the first step is getting that postive test which I got last week on my birthday!!!

Well, actually it was the day before my birthday, but as I miscarried last year the day after I got a positive test I decided to test again on my birthday and was so thrilled to get another positive result! Then I tested each day just to make sure that I was still pregnant by the end of the week - until I ran out of pregnancy tests :o)

This blog was originally set up to help me to come to terms with losing my baby - it was also meant to be about the spiritual connection between myself and my angel babies that were due to be born to me in this lifetime. I know that I have gone off subject in most of my blog entries, but this one is going to make up for all of that - as even though I have only been officially pregnant for nearly two weeks, I have had a spiritual rollercoaster ride already, regarding my baby.

I had thought this month that there was no way that I could be pregnant as I had really bad stomach cramps all Sunday night and during Monday when my period was due. I had resigned myself to the fact that nope, it wasn't going to happen this month and I had already mentally prepared myself for the events that would eventually occur later that day. Until that is I got a feeling to do a pregnancy test - at lunchtime. Now I know that most of the pregnancy tests state that the first sample of the morning is the best time to test, and because it was already early afternoon I thought that maybe it was a bad idea to test, but my heart over ruled my ego (nothing new there!) and I did the test. Imagine my pure shock when I got two pink lines!!! I nearly fell over, then burst into tears - then couldn't stop laughing and dancing around the bedroom (really freaking out the cats here!) before eventually calming down and trying to think rationally about it. I kept thinking, don't get your hopes up - this has happened before, and it is fairly faint - we'll just acknowledge it and then if it's positive again tomorrow then I'll celebrate properly :o)

I had an agonising wait that day before I could speak to my hubby to tell him the news - he was happy for me but also concerned too that we may be celebrating too early - luckily I already had an appointment booked with my Dr for later that week. Trying not to tell my mum too early was especially difficult, but I knew I had to be sure this time.

The next morning I was up at 7.15am!!! This is an unheard of hour for me - especially on my birthday :D I bounced out of bed (gently of course!) and did the test again with baited breath. I could hardly bear to look at the result in case I had imagined it the day before, but there again were two stronger pink lines!! WOOOO HOOOOOO!!! I am having a baby!!!!