The other day while I was doing chores & Lboy was playing in his toy bucket (quickly destroying all the hard work I was doing while cleaning) I had the tv on for some background noise. I was watching something on E! and the movie, Knocked Up, came on and I was listening to it. I haven’t seen it since it came out in the theaters so I had forgotten the hilarious, dramatic scene where Katherine Heigl’s character goes to the store with her sister & buys a million pregnancy tests and then proceeds to take them all.
It reminded me of the day that I found out I was pregnant. I had driven down to my parents’ to be with my grandmother while she went in for an MRI. I had been feeling terrible for weeks, “knew” I was pregnant but had pushed it to the back of my mind and kept telling myself there was no way I was. That was just my mind playing tricks on me obviously. Ha!
I got up the morning of the MRI and my mom asked if I was hungry for breakfast. I distinctly remember making a face like the thought of food makes me want to vomit and she handed me peanut butter crackers & said, “Go take a pregnancy test.” I laughed her, told her she was crazy, & silently flipped out.
I was still complaining about feeling terrible by the time I got to the hospital, but I didn’t want to say too much because my grandparents were in the car. Grandma & Grandpa went to the check-in station and my mom SHOVED me in the direction of the pharmacy and said that I HAD to go buy a pregnancy test.
So there I am, in the bathroom, urinating on that darn stick, getting my watch ready to time how long it needed to take to give me the results and I see this circle with the positive plus sign show up within 15 seconds. Not the 3 minutes the box said it would take, 15 seconds people! I seriously went cross eyed and thought there was a mistake. I threw the test away, went back out to the waiting room, & Mama looks at me and knows instantly what the test said without me even saying a word to her. She pulled me back into the bathroom, locked the door, dug the test out of the trash, and started jumping up & down. (Telling Todd was a different story and you can read about that HERE.)
I drop my grandparents off at their house after we were all finished up at the hospital and then I go directly to a drug store & proceed to spend $75 on pregnancy tests. And I took 6 of them, then I made my mom take one so that I knew for sure that the sticks weren’t defective, and then for three straight days, I proceeded to take a pregnancy test every morning.
So, the next time you watch the movie, Knocked Up, don’t think that those women were going crazy when they took all those tests. Because let me tell you, women in shock will do anything!
How did you find out you were pregnant?
Funny story!! I found out I was pregnant (back in April) because I went to the doctor for a UTI. It was actually my second time back because I thought the UTI was back and was just feeling really crummy along with it. A med student saw me that day and said, "Well, let's take a urine sample to rule out pregnancy so we don't order unnecessary tests." Okay, fair enough. Pee in cup… I think NOTHING of it. I see another cup on the counter alongside mine. After a couple of minutes (I think?) the nurse keeps looking at me while I'm waiting in the chair. She asks, "Do you know you're getting a pregnancy test done?" Me: "yeah…" Her: "Well, you're pregnant." Me: (shock!) "Um, that's not my cup. My cup's still over there." Her: "No. this is your cup."
Yeah…. total shocker!! HAHA But SUCH A BLESSING! And now?! Now I am in labor!!! Contractions 3 minutes apart for 11 hours now, but not dilated enough, so they sent me home from the hospital. Clearly, I cannot sleep. LOL
Kate@Mommy Monologues says
Oh my gosh that would be a shocker!
Katie I'm so excited for you! I can't wait to check out the blog and find out how the rest of labor went & to see pics of the new baby girl! I know she's beautiful!!!
Kate, you know your mama has a sixth sense for pregnancies. When I found out I was pregnant with Miriam (on your birthday, 1999), I was in total denial. At Grandma Francis's house for Christmas Eve, you were sitting with your mom and she looked at me and said "Are you pregnant?" I denied it. Cause I was in denial. When I called to tell my friend Jen, she asked if I'd taken a pregnancy test and I said "Well, four – but they could all be wrong!" The ridiculous thing was, I wanted another baby, I just wanted to wait six more months before trying. Instead, it took almost six months to get over the shock…and nausea.
This is great! I know another person who bought every pregnancy test in the store…not content to trust just one. That's hilarious you had your mom take one, too! 🙂