Well, we had a fabulous trip to Atlanta. Two weeks later, and Aunt Flo still has not visited. I took a pregnancy test on Thursday, June 7, but it was negative. I wasn't really surpised, since I wasn't sure when she was supposed to arrive. After all, we've only just gotten off BC.
However, I knew I ovulated (TMI?) on May 25 (ironically 11 years after Matt first asked me out) while we were in Atlanta. So, I knew she should be visiting around the 8th or 9th of June. I felt kind of funny yesterday (Saturday, June 9) and had quite a few cramps and I actually had a dream I was pregnant (probably because I knew I planned to take a PT this morning). In my dream, I went to the doctor and she confirmed my pregnancy. A couple of coworkers were also there and immediately told my principal! I hadn't even told my family yet! Random...
So anyways, I woke up today with still no sign of Aunt Flo. I took a test and it's definitely positive!
A little while later, we were laying on the bed talking and he asked if I had ever gotten my period.
"Nope, not yet."
I don't remember what he said, but I told him I took a test this morning and it was positive. He kind of got wide eyed and did a double take. I showed him the test from Thursday and the one from this morning. I think he's still kind of in shock, but he's excited and I know he'll be a great dad. We're of course holding off on telling the world, including our families, until about week 12. It will be our little secret until then! I am already so excited about this little bundle of joy and can say I'm officially 4 weeks pregnant!