Weighting and Weighting...

Something's going on. (I'm going to be specific, so if you're squeamish, leave now and wait for Monday...) During the month of December, my hubby and I were "gettin' it on" regularly. Well, most of the time we are able to control our passions and reach for the Trojans (I don't do birth control pills, shots or insertions. I can't. The first and only time I took it, it made me crazy. I spotted the entire time and cried at everything. I ended up ditching the last four pills and gave them to my girlfriend, who gave them to her plants. They were much happier about the hormone dosage than I was.) . Besides, the Trojans have always served us well and we've had no complaints, once we found the right type. -Anyway, back to what I was saying- There were a couple of times we didn't dip into hubby's trusty, bedside drawer. We weren't really worried because it took my body two years to adapt to his sperm and conceive. Well, it may be that body adaptation got a turbo boost.

New Year's day, me and the family were at the Virgin River Casino, enjoying a nice buffet breakfast. Afterwards, we adjourned for the restrooms. As I looked down at the crotch of my underwear, there was a noticeable amount of blood. Now, most would say, "Oh, flow's in town. Let me whip out the tampon or the pad," but flow had already visited just a week before, so it wasn't her. I would say, a bit more than a spotty amount is what I saw. I was immediately transported back to the winter of 1999 when I saw the same thing, shortly after learning I was pregnant. I finished, walked out of the bathroom and told my hubby what I thought. The entire ride from Mesquite to Las Vegas, we talked about the possibility of a baby and how a second child would change our lives. We were a bit fearful, but excited.

When we returned to our condo in southern Utah that evening, hubby and I stopped for cheapy pregnancy tests. I knew that it was a slim chance that I would see anything, especially since I hadn't missed a period yet and there would be very little if any of the detection hormone. I took the test and it was a flat negative. Well, I already told you all about my episode on 1/05 (see my entry). When I went to the doctor, I did mention the spotting. He asked if I could be pregnant and I said, "Yeah. It's possible". He told me to wait until a day after my period shows because anything before would be a waist of money (where was he New Year's day??). It's weird because I think I've been doing the PMS thing, these past few days and I've got one of those period pimples in my nose (you know, the kind that hurt like hell and then just disappear as quickly as they show up?) so, I'm not sure what to think.

Notice today's date? Yep. I'm still spotting, and with benefits. There are congealed elements (see, I told I'd get detailed) that look a bit like clots, but much, much darker. I asked my mother about the spotting last night on my way home from work and the first thing out of her mouth was, "Could you be pregnant?"
"Well, yeah. I could be."
"Hmm. Thirteen days. That's the only thing I can think of."
"But,thirteen days of implantation spotting? Really?"
"Well, maybe your implanting twins."
(Nice answer, mom).

Well, to say the least, I will be using the second part of the test I bought in southern Utah, next week, if this is still going on. I'm still not completely sure what to think about all this. I have the babe starting regular school this coming fall (wow), possibly a new baby coming (double, wow) and my life twirling around in front of me (Oh, and I have my annual review with my boss this afternoon. Nice.). Of course, I've always believed children are blessings and I also believe God never gives you anything that you can't handle. It's still a great deal to think about. Something that also came to mind is the fact that my best friend is getting married this summer. Oh, man. If I'm too far along, I won't be able to fly, but I have to be there. Driving to Nashville in the middle of summer, and pregnant, does not sound fun at all. Ughh! See? A lot to think about.

Meanwhile, I've already decided that I will continue working out and eating healthy, two important steps I did not take when pregnant with my first child. I've learned my lesson there. I'll be sure to post, just as soon as I find out (okay, maybe a few hours after I wake up from passing out), but that won't be until next week. I'll be officially late (if I am) on Wednesday.