2 minutes with a pregnancy test
Would the little plastic stick gives us happy news after our months of trying?
By Suki Lock
If Jack Bauer thinks 24 hours are hard, he should try these 2 minutes.
Article originally in Parent24
While trying to conceive people have different approaches: marking the calendar, taking your temperature, having sex every x days or – for the less calculated of us – just going at it like bunnies.
Yet, the closer ‘that time of the month’ draws, one thought dominates the minds of every woman trying to make a baby: did it work this time?
Enter the home pregnancy test.
As this is my second time round, I asked hubbie to pick up a test (instead of spending many hours in multiple stores reading the boxes of every brand of home test kit available to mankind). This, however, is where my level-headed approach ended.
A time to read
The instructions were studied in-depth. All of the tiny words and the 3 pictures. In-depth.
As this was a Sunday, around noon, I soon realised there was no way I could wait until the next morning (the best time for the test), so I avoided the loo for 4 hours (second best).
A time to test
I made sure I had all the ingredients: the stick, flat surface, timer, cup and most importantly, a full bladder. Then I filled the cup (yes, with that), dunked the stick, placed it carefully on the flat surface and started the two minute countdown timer.
Realise in a panic I forgot to put the cap back on the test. I slam the cap on and check it’s still lying flat.
Convince myself it is fine.
A walk around the bathroom.
Pick up a magazine.
Put the magazine back down; mind can’t focus (or is too focused).
Brief glance at the test – control line is bright pink. No other lines.
Get up. Sit down.
Try to convince myself I’m not ready for morning sickness.
Sheepishly retract the morning sickness thought.
Stare at the floor.
Try to figure out which is my leading eye by squinting at my thumb.
I think it’s my left.
Stare at the ceiling.
I try to convince myself I don’t even want more kids, the world’s a bad place, we can’t afford it…
I shut my eyes.
I open my eyes. I slowly turn my head to the test. A bright pink control line and – next to it – a not so bright pink second line.
I got up from where I was perched on the side of the bath and picked up the test. I walked to hubbie where he was lying in front of the TV.
‘I did the test. There’s a faint second line. I should probably get a blood test.’
His eyes flickered with hope and then said with the same cool tone as me: ‘Yeah, a blood test would be best.’
It was positive.
Have you done home pregnancy tests?
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