the unplanned planned

In the beginning there was two blue lines...
Actually, not true, in the beginning was an agreement.
“well, we could try...” We said shaking hands and making eye contact.

That actual "trying" was just going to be a “practice”. We thought we would have a good solid six months trying (which, after five years of worrying about contraception sounded quite liberating) but no, from what we can deduce, it happened on the first “practice run”. And people said smoking that stuff would make me impotent.

Of course this was made so much more potent by figuring out that conception took place on the 8th of July. The day before, on the 7th, we had left town to go to the funeral of a close friend who had died early that morning. That night we heard about the bombs in London while staying in a motel room in Kaikoura.

So it’s been one initiation after the other.

I understand why they sell pregnancy tests in packs of two. The first one was on Friday night. It had two blue lines. Sicily looked at me.
“Two blue lines seems a bit arbitrary.” I said. “Who decided two blue lines means yr pregnant?” I asked.
“Better do another one just to make sure.” Sicily said and she did, the next morning.

That had two blue lines as well.

By the 31st of July we took the fateful step and decided to believe that two blue lines was a truthful signifier and signified we were pregnant. Not only pregnant but already due, April the first 2006.

Here's something I didn't realise. To work out how pregnant you are you go by the first day of yr last period.