We've been trying for another baby since we moved into our own place, but my cycle wasn't quite ready for this adjustment so really? We've technically only been trying since August.
Well, that was quick.
I got a very faint positive result on my pregnancy test on the 30th September, and promptly became hysterical. All of a sudden, the prospect of juggling two children and pets and hubby hit me like a ten tonne truck and I thought... ohf*ck. I struggled with telling my hubby, I thought for sure he'd think it was the worst timing ever and was worried that he wouldn't be happy. I really need not have worried at all. He is so happy, and though I never thought it possible, it made me love him just that little bit more.
The second test (done this morning) is that little bit darker... and will continue to get darker, all being well! I'm waiting on a call back from the Midwife, who will presumably set me up with paperwork and a 12w scan appointment in November sometime.
As for why we wanted another tiny grasping Murloc? Well, it's just one of those things. Originally, I didn't want kids. Any kids. Smelly, loud, expensive, and a hundred other reasons. Two weeks after I hit 30, it was all I wanted. We tried for 6 months and caught with our first, the Troll. I learned from that experience to nickname the second one something a little less portentous, so #2 is being known as the Minion.
And the Murlocs? I used to play Warcraft and I want to get back into it again, but it will be an expensive operation, as I would want to faction swap my toons and go back to the Horde. So I'm waiting... and then I shall pounce! ALL THE MURLOCS ARE BELONG TO US! *ahem*
Yeah, so when #2 arrives on the scene, I will be making them matching murloc outfits for Hallowe'en. Ha!
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