it all started on this day (well, technically, it all started many weeks ago when we did the horizontal tango and one lil soldier hit the mark, blah blah, you get the picture).
i had been missing my period for the longest time, the last one being 27 january, to be exact. yes yes, i should have been concerned earlier, but my cycle has always been out of whack, it comes and goes on an average of six weeks.
so i woke up one day and decided, "that's it. maybe my plumbing's all wrong and something's clogged up somewhere!" of course, this decision was fuelled by my having arisen very late for work and badly wanting the day off. (heh.)
after sms-ing a few known mothers to ask where they did their check-ups down-under, we decided to do what we do best - google for answers. we found a list of doctors, and dr a/z/i/z being the most familiar-sounding one, i called to make an appointment, only to find out that he was on vacation and i would have to come the following week. but we wanted to go to one NOW.
a few more clicks and we found our way to dr s/i/d/e/k's website, and boy how impressed we were by it. (yes, we can be quite the 'judge-a-book-by-its-cover' kind.) so a quick call and we made our way to the clinic at eastpoint mall.
now, before that, i'd done a quick pee on a HPT (a steal at $1.95, from Mustafa Centre!), but it showed one dark line and one VERY VERY faint line. i took it that the HPT was manufactured at a sweatshop factory in india and was therefore defective.
so when we arrived at the clinic, we were greeted by an affable malay lady, and we sat in the waiting room, pretending to be interested in the posters on pregnancy and trying to look like a married couple instead of two teenagers in trouble. this despite us being the only patients present.
we were ushered in, and after a few questions like what we do, when were we married, when was my last period, i was made to hop on the scary-looking bed-thingy to do a pelvic scan. i was a little unsure and could not believe i was doing such an ADULT thing (ok yes, *sex* is the most adult thing we've done). the nurse pulled my pants til above the crotch, and squirted a dollop of cold, transparent gel on it. then the doc smeared it with the scanner thingy and pressed REAL hard.
and we saw this on the fuzzy screen.
of course, we saw nothing but meaningless streaks of white against black. but the doc went, "hmm, your uterus lining is very thick." and before i could worry about how a thick uterus lining is bad for my general well-being, he went, "i think you could be pregnant.... i'm quite sure you're pregnant. let's do a urine test to confirm."
and i looked at izad, and he looked at me, all grins, like this is all a big joke haha. so off i went to the toilet with a paper cup. i had anticipated this and drank two mugs of water before leaving the house. clever me.
i always hate peeing in cups. i mean, our pee doesn't exactly come out very straight (more like to the right) and it is very hard to guess where it would shoot out from. then we have to control our pee in case it spills out of the cup and we have to control our legs in such a dog-like position.
anyways, i finally got the pee done after a bit of unskilled manouevering. the doc had been making small talk with izad, told him he was confident we're pregnant, and he even calculated the delivery to be in december. all that while i was peeing.
a few seconds later the HCG result appeared, and we all peered over it, watching as the vertical line crept up V E R Y S L O W L Y. it was pretty faint, but the doc once again asserted his "confidence" that we have a lift-off, and it is in a very early stage. 5 weeks, he wrote in the card with the scan print-out.
apparently, HCG tests like this are only used by doctors in clinics and hospitals, and can't be found over the counter. it is very very sensitive, you know.
so we left, a little dazed at the news - me in denial ("but! but! i don't FEEL any different! shouldn't i at least feel like puking just a teeny bit??") and izad in pride ("see? i told you my soldiers are strong!").
you see, we've only started so-called 'trying' in the beginning of the year, and thought it'd be a loooong wait, because we weren't exactly 'trying' very hard. "russian roulette", more like.
we'd learnt from our good mates saiful & zur that they stopped family planning in december and got pregnant with one try, and that sub-consciously made us wanna try too. because during our wedding, while everyone else went "hey izad and hana, hope we'll see little izad and hanas soon!" or "can't wait for for you to have many many babies soon!", saiful & zur (who tied the knot two months before us) left a message on our wedding video to let's go on family planning for two years. and i guess our two years are up.
of course, this is not to say that we merely went and have a baby "just because everyone is". i guess we're at the age where we're neither too fertile nor too unfertile, and decided it best not to let nature wipe out all our chances while we can help it.
so, there. i guess my pipes are indeed working - and so are his soldiers.
Posted by nurhana at April 7, 2005 08:01 PM
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Posted by: MILF wannabe at April 18, 2005 01:43 PM
