Since I had only just registered for the Doctor after your Dad and I moved into our house 8 weeks ago, we were still finding our feet. Decided to kill two birds with one stone and get the test kit whilst we were here. I digress…as we’d just registered as soon as I took the test, I had to wait a few days before I could book an appointment, it’s now Friday and I simply couldn’t wait any longer, I needed to know if this was all true. I called the Doctor this morning and booked an appointment – 1:20pm.
I got down there and it wasn’t quite what I expected. I thought I would get a confirmation test, perhaps even a blood test. There was nothing. He was just interested in my last period date, and ticked off some nutritional advice from a list on his screen. Asked me if I smoke or drank. For the record I’ve never smoked, but drinking, yes I did, until about a week before I did the test. He advised me to book an appointment for the midwife and wrote me a prescription for folic acid. That was it. I was none the wiser whether or not I was actually pregnant. He said that the over the counter tests were so accurate, they are confident of your test being positive – you are pregnant. I’m afraid to say Little One that I’m still not sure. According to his calculations, I’m 9 weeks along. Eek!
I came home and told your Dad the good news. He’s looking forward to meeting you.
We think you will be a girl, and we want to call you Lara.
My midwife appointment is 21st December. Let’s see what happens.
I’m getting some shooting stabbing pain down there. Hope you’re ok.