The week after I controversially left my job, was the week Brett and I painted and began moving into our new home. It was a pretty big week for us being our first home. There was so much happening at once it was all a bit exciting, stressful and full on to say the least.
So the increasing waves of nausea and realisation I was one week LATE and the subsequent + pregnancy test result came as a bit of a shock. Actually I was gobsmacked! Do miracles happen to non religious people like me?
Initial shock aside, we were thrilled! I felt nauseous and tired 95% of the time but focused on the amazing miracle that was growing inside me.
We decided to tell only our parents and wait for the 12 week mark to tell the world. I got through the first trimester by eating myself silly to stave off nausea, taking afternoon naps and kept busy with long neglected personal admin, sorted out our new house and made a few half baked attempts to find a job.
I am now 14 weeks and entering the 2nd trimester, I am soooo excited and feeling on top of the world. Brett and I can't wait to meet our little baby in March next year!