…and stupid people get knocked up
Well, if you must know, it was a bottle of sauvignon blanc and the fact that I've had no real cycle for the last five years.
That's right, this baby, M-G 3 if you will, was not planned.
You remember when I totally TMI'd you with the news that I finally had my period back since getting pregnant with Zee more than two years ago?Yeah, well, apparently fourteen or so days later, B got one past the keeper. Which is deeply hilarious in itself. I mean, when you choose just ONE day out of a WHOLE MONTH to shag (yes, during a 'frisky' streak), what are the chances you'd pick ovulation day? The next day I said to B, "Wouldn't it be funny if I was ovulating right now?" and then, upon counting days in a calendar, "Oh," but then, "That would be a total fluke. No way. One period? No chance. Hahahaha!"
I promptly forgot all about it for the next three weeks. And then I wondered, "Hmm, when's my next period due?" and then, upon counting days in a calendar, "Oh."
I was not feeling even remotely pregnant so I did the pregnancy test to confirm my cycle was just playing funny buggers.
Here's what I know. Every other piss test I've ever done has taken a torturously long time to register. This time? Two lines almost INSTANTLY.
I said, "Oh."
B said, "Noooo. Really? Really?" Excited/terrified face. And then, "Hang on. So this means the 'trying for a baby' stage is officially over? Before it began? This is just typical." Sad/annoyed face.
Baby number three was definitely on the agenda but more like a late 2011 conception. So any time from, say, now.
I guess when a baby is meant to be, it's meant to be.
And I look forward to telling this baby all about the night of it's conception, how her parents were so in love (bombed) and it was very special (Mumma may have snort laughed with drunken hysteria at some point).