Well, it was my first trip to the toilet for the morning - and I was busting to go - and trying to hold the little test stick under the furious and uncontrollable stream of urine without getting the whole thing soaked was impossible! I pissed all over the damn thing! I knew if you got the test window wet it might negate the test result so I quickly wiped all the spillage off the windows with a piece of toilet paper and wondered if the damn thing would work. But sure enough as I walked back to the bedroom with the test stick a vertical pink line appeared, followed soon after by a bright pink dot which confirmed that the test had been carried out properly. So there you go, I’m pregnant.

JK was happy. He had a silly grin on his face for about half and hour after that. He said he was happy because he’d now have his own ‘fambilly’ (our pet name for family). Later that day he said it didn’t feel very "real" to him, that he found he kept forgetting all about it.

So we walked up to our local bookshop after breakfast and I bought my first pregnancy book. Later that day we went out to friends house for dinner and I happily refrained from boozing on (it isn’t too hard when you’ve got a compelling reason), and hopefully without rousing anyone’s suspicions.

So at this point I’m just relieved. I don’t feel really excited. I don’t feel filled with joy. I just feel relieved that my physical symptoms were real. That all the signs and signals weren’t an embarrassing hoax! I guess the reality hasn’t sunk in yet. I guess I’ve got a lot of thinking to do, things to consider, changes to adjust to. And diet’s going to be first on my learning agenda. But it can wait a few days. I need time to get used to this new information - I’M PREGNANT!!!!

All the best,
Eloise - dumbfounded…