Yes, about 9 weeks.
Honestly I was ecstatic to be pregnant finally after a lot of fertility struggles.
I had been having some bleeds though - and the anxiety of that kind of took the shine off the build up/ immediate aftermath in some ways. I didn’t let it impact the day, in a supreme act of compartmentalisation I just refused to think about those fears for that day only, although they were back with a bang the day after. I had an absolutely wonderful day, it was very special to be walking towards DH knowing the baby we’d longed for so much was there inside me too - I’ll never forget it.
I didn’t care about not drinking at all - didn’t enter my head. If people offered me a drink I’d just say I was so hot/ flustered in the dress and I really just needed some water or I fancied a lemonade. Occasionally I accepted a drink and wandered round with it for a bit before putting it down or passing it on to one of my 2 closest friends or my sister who did know. Nobody else guessed I don’t think, maybe one or two people suspected? The rest of the immediate family who were with me for a meal the night before didn’t even comment on my not drinking that night because I ‘wanted to keep a clear head’ - I can’t actually believe that anyone fell for that.
I can’t say I felt on totally top form on the day, I was bloated, tired and slightly queasy at points but the adrenaline and happiness just took over.
My hen do was tricker, again not sad about not drinking exactly but more that it would have been nice if I could have enjoyed the night as I’d planned instead of feeling knackered, sick and stressed at trying to keep it under wraps/ pretend to drink, realising how irritating it is to be around drunk people when you’re sober and again, worried about the bleeding and just wanting my bed. But you know what? It was still fun, I have some funny memories from that night as well as the lovely feeling that people made the effort to be there for me.
Honeymoon was very low key, UK cottage with the dog and so not really impacted at all - was lovely, we take DD back to the same area a lot now and tell her about how she came when she was in mummy’s tummy.