My husband and I had developed a passion for the sport, running. Before that, we enjoyed all kinds of physical exercises, such as swift walking, rock climbing (him), swimming (him), treadmill brisk walking (me) and other sports. That week on Monday, after knowing my period was late for weeks, I used a home test pregnancy kit to find out if I am really, you know, whatchmacallit. I had experienced delayed period before so I was not having high hope on the test.
After consulting the instruction manual that comes with the test kit, I turned the kit this way and that way, but I finally gave up and beckoned for my husband to rescue me. One look at the test result, in less than a minute, he pronounced it positive. He was jumping up and down with joy, while I just stood there stunned and still in great confusion. I told him that he was wrong in his reading of the result, but he said he was right. He is a scientist, and he is supposed to be good at reading any test results, including the pregnancy results on the test kit. After a whole day of “I say and he says”, we finally decided to give it another few more days to see if my period will finally decide to come.
Meanwhile, we continue our routine of running around the neighborhood, a distance of about 3 miles every day. It was not an easy task for me, as a starter, I felt pain around my whole abdomen; I felt as if I had just eaten a whole hearty meal and had the run right after that meal. And each time after the run, I noticed I had blood spots on my underwear. With a sinking heart, I thought that was the beginning of my period. (Even though I have denied the positive reading from the pregnancy test kit as interpreted by my husband, it did not mean that I wanted my husband to be wrong). But the blood spots ended on the same day. The next day after my run, the blood spots came back again, but it went away just as fast as the first time.
Pregnancy fetus: The Little Peanut
My husband and I decided to visit our gynecologist. First, I was weighed by the nurse, and then she checked my blood pressure and asked for sample of my urine (I found out later that that is the standard procedure each time I make a visit to the office). We were asked to wait in a room; my husband was excited while I was still in the state of confusion. Finally, Lisa, our friendly doctor, came into the room and announced without any hesitation that I was indeed pregnant. My husband punched his fist into the air with cheers, Score! Then to me, “you see, I told you so!”
But what about the blood spots on my underwear, I did not understand. Lisa explained that it is possible that the bleeding was caused by the implantation process. The egg, once fertilized, travels into the uterus and burrows into the lining of the uterus. For some women, implantation causes slight bleeding or spotting, it can be misconstrued or mistaken as early sign of the period. I was in a state of joy and disbelief. I am pregnant? Wow! Lisa then took us to another room for the early ultrasound scan. At this stage, which was roughly six weeks into my pregnancy, Lisa used a vaginal ultrasound to check the state of my fetus. I was looking at Lisa, while Lisa and my husband were both staring at the screen, I was nervous, am I pregnant? Then with a smile from Lisa, Yup! Here’s the little fetus. I looked into the screen, and I saw a little peanut size image, that is my baby? My husband saw the little heartbeat, look, look, look! It’s beating fast! We oohs and aahs for a while, trying to assimilate the good news. We were given a printed image of the ultrasound, and I cannot help myself but to look at it all day long. I cannot believe that I am having my baby.
Immediate Signs of Pregnancy – What is That?
