Finding Out

I found out I was going to be a mum at seven weeks. I had my implant removed in December and when I missed my first period I must have taken 100 pregnancy tests all of which were negative. Though I wasn't planning on getting pregnant as I'd only been with my boyfriend, James since October, with every negative, a deep feeling of disappointment set in. By the time my period was six weeks late, I had given up and booked a Doctors appointment to see what was wrong with me. She was a trainee GP and said it was just a side effect from my implant removal but asked me to take a test to make sure. She'd put the wrapper in the bin and had to fish it out to check the result. "Is this good news?" she said, "It's news!" came my shocked response. So I went home and told James who was shocked but delighted. Later that day, he lost his job and my new jobs (I'd resigned four days previously) fell through, leaving us pretty worried. To make matters worse, my mum went on holiday for a week so I couldn't tell her.

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