Aww lovely stories, mine was also a few weeks ago. I had only been dating DP for a few weeks (i promise i'm not a slag), when we decided to go away for the weekend, i told him i was due on, on the saturday though. However saturday came and went and it never came on the sunday DP casually mentioned it, and i told him sometimes i've been known to be a few days late and not to worry till the wednesday. Went to work as normal and promptly forgot all about being due on. On wednesday night i received a txt off DP asking if i had come on realised i hadn't told him not to worry about it. Although we both knew for positive my LMP had been on the 19th of February because it came on the 1st night we were planning on having sex (so we had to wait a week).
Anyway the next morning i woke up and went the toilet still no period so went to the chemist brought a pack of two tests. Came home and did one genuinely thinking this would actually force my period to come i weed on the stick and it was positive as soon as i stopped weeing. I mean while i was weeing i literally watched the positive line come up. Promptly burst into tears. DP asked that night if i'd come on again told him not to worry
On the friday night we went the cinemas and we drove past asda and he casually suggested we dropped in and brought a pregnancy test i told him i had one in my bag and i'd do it when i got home. Got home offered him the chance to leave me before he knew the outcome as he was dead against having another child, he told me he wasn't like that. So i told him i'd done the test the day before and knew i was pregnant buy brought the 2nd test so he knew i wasn't one of the kooky women who fake pregnancy. He sat there in shock and i offered him the chance to leave me again told him i'd be fine doing it alone. So anyway went and did the test (again positive before i'd finished weeing) and gave him the stick. Watched the colour drain from his face again.
So then he tells me he can't do it and would i get rid so i explained that after previously losing one in my last relationship that wasn't an option for me, but also told him i doubted this pregnancy would stay. Anyway he decided he wanted to leave me i drove him home in white knuckled anger. Neither of us spoke, pulled up outside his house and he said i've made a mistake i want us to stay together i hissed at him to get out of my car. Two days later he text and we met up he told me he wanted to try the relationship as he really liked me for me. We decided not to tell anyone till the 12 week point to see how we managed getting on with each other in those 12 weeks.
The week later i started bleeding went to hospital where they examined me and told me theres was a heartbeat but my chances of losing her had hugely increased due to bleeding. At that point had to tell my parents and work what was happening and begged them not to tell anyone as i knew i'd lose the pregnancy.
Also bled again at 11 weeks but also due to having hyperemesis was hospitalised and put on drips. I remember the nurse asking how bad my morning sickness was and me saying it wasn't too bad. She came back 2 hours later and said you've been sick 5 times in the last 2 hours trust me when i tell you its not normal. (My sister had been far worse thats why i thought it was normal).
40 weeks later my little ewok was pulled into the world me and DP have made it so far
although one of our favourite sayings is one day at a time haha.
(Sorry that turned out a longer post than i expected)