We had been trying to get pregnant for about 4 months when we finally got a positive in the most unlikely way!

Over the 4 months I had many moments where I was convinced I was pregnant, but was faced with a negative pregnancy test whenever I decided to pee on the little stick. Emotionally it was never a nice feeling. My heart goes out to all the women who have ever looked down at a pregnancy test and willed it to turn positive.

It was a regular Saturday morning and my period was being very weird. Instead of having a normal heavy period like I usually do, I only had spotting. Could this be it? I thought to myself as I decided to pee on the stick. I was filled with excitement and a little bit scared. I waited a few seconds. The test line appeared and once again nothing next to it. Another negative. My heart fell. Could my body just cooperate? I threw the test in the bin and put on a smile. It’s okay, my day will come!

We had a whole lot of things to do that day including taking my parents to the airport and visiting Aidan’s parents afterwards so my mind was kept busy. At the end of the day, Aidan and I snuggled up on the couch to watch a movie. About half way through he excused himself to go the toilet. After about 10 minutes he called down from upstairs: “Babe, when is a pregnancy test positive?” Thinking he probably saw the test in the dustbin and was just thinking about it I shouted back: “when there’s two lines.” He was quiet for a moment. “This test has two lines.” A million different thoughts and emotions rushed through my body and I was quiet for a few seconds. “Well, I guess it’s a false positive. you have to look at it a few minutes after taking it. I think all of them turn positive if you leave them long enough.” I was trying to convince him and the hope that was building in my heart. “Maybe you should take another one?” I started to explain to him that the best time for a test was in the morning and if it was negative this morning it has to be a false positive. Besides, I argued, I didn’t have any cheap tests left. Only the expensive one I was going to use if one of the cheap ones was positive. But, he insisted.

As I sat on the toilet my heart was both hopeful and already preparing for the inevitable disappointment. After I finished I checked the time on my watch. I had to wait 3 minutes. The test I held in my hand was one of those tests that would show a single line if it was negative (-) and a cross if it was positive (+). I waited patiently. After 3 minutes all I could see was the negative line by itself, but I wanted to make sure. I brought the test closer and examined it. Are my eyes deceiving me? There was the faintest second line. I ran down the stairs, tears already pouring down my face. “I think it’s positive.” I said as I fell on the couch next to my husband. He examined it closely and smiled at me, “you’re pregnant!”

I will never forget the overwhelming joy I felt in that moment as I cried and my husband held me close. After a few minutes he looked at me with a smile, “you know, not many husbands get to find out before their wives about a pregnancy.” To this day he loves this story simply because he gets to tell people he found out first!