We're Pregnant!

I woke up Monday with excruciating back pain. Not just the average, run-of-the-mill, "oh, I slept funny," backache, but serious "get out of the bed and examine yourself" pain. 2 days later and 2 days late, today I took the test. The news was so exciting, I couldn't even wait long enough to make it completely down the stairs. I made it about halfway and was winded with delight. Butt planted, face squeezed between the staircase railings like a prisoner calling out for a trip to the infirmary, I exclaimed, "we're pregnant!" I waved the EPT like a flag, surrendering my last days of good things, like wine, caffeine, and Advair.

This afternoon, I phoned my new OBGYN for an appointment. Before she even asked for my name, the receptionist calculated my due date. April 1, 2007. You've got to be kidding. My comedy-writer husband is going to love this...an April Fool's baby! I can almost play out his jokes, word-for-word, in my head: "We're not your real parents...April Fools!" The receptionist said I was 5 weeks along, and the Doctor wouldn't want to see me before 10 weeks. Wha, 10 weeks!?? That's so so far away!! I have a critter growing inside me!! I have questions. Is it in the right place? Am I eating enough? Is my husband going to stress me into having a miscarriage?