Seriamente? Estoy Embarazada?

The Discovery

Monday morning I woke up for work and reached for a pregnancy test. I was certain it would come back negative. I waited impatiently. A faint line and a plus sign started to appear. A plus sign? In disbelief, I looked at the wrapper and realized it had expired. I searched under all our bathroom cabinets in hopes of finding one that was not past its prime. I didn't trust an expired pregnancy trust. I found one and gulped down water as fast as possible. The second pregnancy test was even more faint. It displayed two lines. Alright, I am pregnant, I thought. Well maybe...  

I had to tell K right away. Even if it meant waking him, which can be quite risky. "K, I am pregnant!" He opened his eyes and looked at me questioningly. I gushed out the story about the two tests and then displayed the evidence. That kind of grossed him out. He beamed and was much more excited than I had expected him to be for so early in the morning. I told him mums the word. I couldn't be 100% assured until a medical professional confirmed it. I didn't hold to that for longer than an half hour.

Symptoms

I am pretty sure that as soon as I conceived my energy was drained but I just figured it was stress or my thyroid was acting up. 

About two weeks into the conception, my mom had just had her lumpectomy and I was staying with her for the weekend. I felt like I was hooked up to a tylonel pm IV. I was supposed to be helping her and I couldn't do much more than clean the kitchen and just be a companion. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me. I was also quite snappy. I was so upset with myself that on the way home from staying with my mom I called her crying and apologizing for not being more helpful or very kind. She assured me I was not the demon child I had imagined but I still bawled for being such a jerk.