Are we?!?

To be fair, we'd been trying a while to conceive. It's amazing that that you spend a good chunk of your life trying not to knock up the fairer sex, and when it comes time to do your manly duty it doesn't always just *happen*. It had got to the point where we'd been to see the doc to make sure we were doing it right and that everything was in order. A few tests later showed the basics in working order, so we were to keep trying for a few months.



Now, I'm not going to go on about all the things that has to happen to conceive, I'll let wikipeidia take care of that. What I will tell you is that the odds of it happening are against you, and having done a poll of friends it is by no means an uncommon thing for it to take a while, or for nature to need a helping hand. Luckily for us we didn't need the nudge.

One thing that did make it harder though was me working away a week at a time. This meant we only had the weekends which split the odds further. The last week of my time away I flew the cheese and kisses up for the weekend. She had an inkling things might be up. There were some early telltale signs. Her period was late (that's always a good one) but also her breasts were tender and she wasn't really feeling like a drink. She decided to test when we got home.

Once we were home, I had to go into the office and she went to buy some tests. She said that she'd wait until I got home. "just do it" I said. I'm impatient at the best of times, but she insisted on waiting.
Not long after I got to work, she sent an SMS which I didn't see asking if it was ok to test anyway - she couldn't wait, and then not long after that I got a phone call.

She said she couldn't wait, which was fair enough so I asked her what it said.
"Hello daddy" was her response.
I had to work hard for the rest of the day not to have a silly smile on my face.