I Watched My Pregnancy Fade Away
I knew I was pregnant, even days before an early pregnant test would have picked up a positive result. I had become much more in-tune with my body since giving birth to my son 17 months earlier, so I had been noticing various signs. For a week or more, my senses had become more fine-tuned and I noticed a few small changes in my body. My son had changed up his nursing habits and my dog was suddenly acting more clingy, much the same as how he acted during my first pregnancy. Also, the owner of my biggest account at work told me I looked like I was glowing, which was something out of the ordinary for him to say. Any one or two of these things on their own wouldn’t have raised any suspicions, but they were all starting to add up. The kicker was at Thanksgiving dinner, when I took a sip of wine and it tasted like it had somehow gone bad. Everyone else at the table was enjoying it, so I took another sip. It sent a chill through me that gave me goosebumps and it still tasted bad. That one really made me suspicious. I didn’t mention anything to my husband yet, but I knew as soon as I took a test that it would be positive. I would tell him then, and our lives would change for the better, again.