So, 3 months later, I was just cleaning out a bunch of rubbish in the house and stumbled upon a pee stick. I figured, what the heck, for giggles I would just use it, cannot let it go to waste. I did my little pee dance and did my deed. Before I could even cap the friggin thing, it already showed 2 very distinguished, dark pink lines. Then I thought back..that explains why I all of sudden became well endowed and fell asleep every stupid minute of the day...Yay! I was not just getting fat. I pulled the pants up, not even sure I flushed, washed the hands, or even buttoned, but I ran through that house like a crazed, wild woman about to attack. I slammed that door open and screamed to Cheyenne, "I am PREGNANT!" He just laughed at me until he realized I was serious, that jaw hit the ground. I had that pee stick in front of me, kind of like a soldier that has his sword pointing and yelling, "CHARGE!"
I was definitely a different breed of pregnancy. Probably done...ok, did things I should not had done. I was 2 months prego, repelling and climbing up vigorous "mountian"
I still fished and done all of the things I loved and enjoyed in life.
Even went on my yearly deer hunt at 9 months prego.(uumm, it was a 5 point)
Not only was I the same ole gal, I gained a few quirks that some people rather enjoyed....oddly, April, LOVED me while I was BFP (big fat & pregnant per Jeremy). I was super girly who talked a hundred miles a minute, compared to the secluded hermit that was going to starve to death.
This was one of the happiest moments I had in my life. (probably helped since I did not experience the nasty spewing of the mouth or have the fat munchies.)
To Be Cont'd....