In the beginning

"Babies are cute, don't you think?"
"Mm-hmm, I guess so."

And so we found ourselves one morning, a few weeks later, staring at a white plastic stick trying to decide whether that second line really was a line or just a figment of our imaginations.

Having spent the past 10 years successfully avoiding getting pregnant, I was somewhat ignorant of my chances. Every bit of advice I read says that it might take months. There's about a 20% chance of conceiving each cycle for a couple aged 30ish. That's far better than the chance of winning the lottery, but not the kind of odds you'd want to bet your life savings on. Great, I thought, loads of time to get used to the idea. I wasn't at all prepared for a positive test after just 4 weeks!

Now, 9 weeks later and a few pounds heavier, I've come round to the idea that I am actually pregnant. And I am excited about finally seeing our baby in a couple of days at the first scan.