Arrrrgh.
Ever since 2.5 year old DD was born DP and I have felt the presence of a little boy spirit waiting to come to/through us. I am not the type to have psychic experiences but this little guy has made himself known to me many times since then.
Then, a week ago, the night after we possibly conceived, I had a dream that I was pregnant with my son (I could feel him in there! I miss that feeling!) and had a dream, within the dream, that his name was Jericho. (I recognized the name from the Bible, and Wikipedia says it is the old continuously inhabited city in the world. So cool. And I've wracked my brain for a boy name for years).
I am especially not prone to revelations in dreams like that. Very powerful.
The next night when I told DP he begged me to take Plan B (someone had given us a box a while back). I really didn't want to, but then again I did. We may need to move the month he'd be due, and I was really looking forward to stepping out a little bit on my own and, well, partying this summer (class reunion, friend's wedding, etc.) and then conceiving again in the fall at the earliest.
So I took it. And cried. But decided that whatever was meant to be would be. If I was already pregnant it wouldn't stop it. But could it already have implanted within those 24 hours? I was near the end of ovulation, so the egg could have been at the end of the Fallopian, near the uterus.
It's been a week, and I feel pregnant. Worse, I *want to be pregnant*!! So badly. Crampy at times, like with DD, slightly nauseated, VERY tired, tender breasts, peeing constantly. Could it be Plan B side effects lasting this long? I hate this grey space, this limbo. It's still too early for a pregnancy test to show anything, period is due in a few days.
What if I had conceived, and had the most important dream of my life in which my baby revealed himself to me, and then I stopped implantation by taking Plan B, and now I feel pregnant and so want to be but it's just the side effects of some pills my heart didn't even want me to take?
I'll know soon enough, but man, the agony of the unknown...
Ever since 2.5 year old DD was born DP and I have felt the presence of a little boy spirit waiting to come to/through us. I am not the type to have psychic experiences but this little guy has made himself known to me many times since then.
Then, a week ago, the night after we possibly conceived, I had a dream that I was pregnant with my son (I could feel him in there! I miss that feeling!) and had a dream, within the dream, that his name was Jericho. (I recognized the name from the Bible, and Wikipedia says it is the old continuously inhabited city in the world. So cool. And I've wracked my brain for a boy name for years).
I am especially not prone to revelations in dreams like that. Very powerful.
The next night when I told DP he begged me to take Plan B (someone had given us a box a while back). I really didn't want to, but then again I did. We may need to move the month he'd be due, and I was really looking forward to stepping out a little bit on my own and, well, partying this summer (class reunion, friend's wedding, etc.) and then conceiving again in the fall at the earliest.
So I took it. And cried. But decided that whatever was meant to be would be. If I was already pregnant it wouldn't stop it. But could it already have implanted within those 24 hours? I was near the end of ovulation, so the egg could have been at the end of the Fallopian, near the uterus.
It's been a week, and I feel pregnant. Worse, I *want to be pregnant*!! So badly. Crampy at times, like with DD, slightly nauseated, VERY tired, tender breasts, peeing constantly. Could it be Plan B side effects lasting this long? I hate this grey space, this limbo. It's still too early for a pregnancy test to show anything, period is due in a few days.
What if I had conceived, and had the most important dream of my life in which my baby revealed himself to me, and then I stopped implantation by taking Plan B, and now I feel pregnant and so want to be but it's just the side effects of some pills my heart didn't even want me to take?
I'll know soon enough, but man, the agony of the unknown...










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