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The Week After My Positive Pregnancy Test
From Monday to Saturday, we lived with the strange knowledge that maybe something was growing inside me.
Even then, I still couldn’t think of it as a baby. Definitely not my baby. It was just that thing to me.
Does that make me a bad mother?
I remember wondering if I was supposed to magically transform the second I saw those two pink lines on the pregnancy test kit. Was I supposed to instantly feel attached from day one? Protective? Overjoyed?
Because I didn’t.
What I felt instead was a mix of confusion, disbelief, and fear. A strange emotional numbness overtook me, like my brain refused to fully accept that this was real.
There was this constant feeling of wanting to be happy, while a giant “what if?” hovered over everything.
What if something goes wrong?
Once that thought enters your head, the internet makes sure it never leaves.
Pregnancy Anxiety Took Over Quickly
I started researching everything that could possibly go wrong during early pregnancy after a positive pregnancy test.
My best friend became ChatGPT, Instagram, and Facebook, where I learnt all I could about missed miscarriages, chromosomal abnormalities, spotting, cramping, sudden abdominal pain, hormonal issues, and ectopic pregnancies.
Every reel, every Reddit post, every article felt like another horror story waiting to happen.
It honestly felt like I was walking around carrying a ticking bomb inside me.
At any moment, something could go wrong, and I’d sit inside the doctor’s chamber hearing the gynaecologist sigh before saying the words I was already terrified of:
“There’s no heartbeat.”
For that entire week, I existed in limbo.
My husband…well, I can’t fully speak for what he was feeling, but I think he was trapped in that same strange waiting room of emotions. He didn’t let himself think too far ahead, didn’t talk about the future, and didn’t even dream out loud.
It was almost like he was afraid to get attached too soon, and that happiness would somehow make the heartbreak worse if bad news came later.
And honestly? I understood his feelings completely, but it did feel kind of lonely to constantly hear words like "Let's wait for the confirmation" every time I tried to indulge in a bit of daydreaming about our future.
My First Early Pregnancy Symptoms
In the middle of all that emotional chaos, my body quietly started changing anyway.
My appetite suddenly grew. Before this, I could survive till lunch with just one boiled egg in the morning. Now I was constantly hungry.
I also started noticing slight nausea and motion sickness during my bus rides home from work. Not dramatic enough to call “morning sickness,” but just enough to make me pause and think:
Okay, maybe something really is happening.
Looking back now, those were probably some of my earliest pregnancy symptoms (other than the sore breasts that actually tipped me off that something was wrong initially, and the tossing and turning in bed all night because I just couldn't get comfortable for some reason).
That entire week passed in a blur.
One moment, I was staring at those two pink lines on Monday morning, and the next thing I knew, Saturday had arrived.
Waiting for the First Appointment
The day of my first pregnancy appointment.
The day this strange, terrifying, unreal thing might finally become real.
Looking back now, I realize these feelings were probably more common than I thought. Early pregnancy isn’t always glowing happiness and instant emotional connection. Sometimes it’s disbelief, anxiety, fear, and waiting for permission to finally feel excited.
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