Lori
10-02-2007, 07:08 AM
I am starting to really freak myself out here. I woke up for the third day in a row with sore boobs, which I didn't think much of, until I remembered that I had little twingey lower stomach pangs last week, which I chalked up to ovulation pains. Now I'm scaring myself that they were implantation pains. And since I don't get real periods any more, and can't remember the last time I spotted, that's not helping.
Statistically, the chances of my being pregnant are extremely slim. But then you go on the web for five minutes, and see how many people get pregnant using the Mirena, and reason flies out the window.
Sean thinks I should just take a test to ease my mind, which I should, but honestly the idea of taking a pregnancy test is giving me a panic attack.
Would I like another baby? Yup. Do I want to be pregnant? Apparently, hell no! Even the tiniest little thought of possibly being pregnant again has reminded me of how terrible I felt when I was pregnant with T, and what an awful time it was, and I am so scared of going through that again. Sean, on the other hand, apparently finds the idea of having another baby right now very exciting, and thinks it would be great. Who would have thought?
Anyway, there's like a 1 in 100 chance the Mirena failed, so the odds are way against me being pregnant. So hopefully the Mirena is working, the pangs were ovulation, and my boobs are sore for some unknown reason. I'm just trying to keep myself calm until the drugstore by me opens by reminding myself that, if I was pregnant, we are in a very different place in our relationship right now, I'm in a different place emotionally, and I could get through it with some sanity intact. But honestly the thought of it makes me want to cry. :(
Statistically, the chances of my being pregnant are extremely slim. But then you go on the web for five minutes, and see how many people get pregnant using the Mirena, and reason flies out the window.
Sean thinks I should just take a test to ease my mind, which I should, but honestly the idea of taking a pregnancy test is giving me a panic attack.
Would I like another baby? Yup. Do I want to be pregnant? Apparently, hell no! Even the tiniest little thought of possibly being pregnant again has reminded me of how terrible I felt when I was pregnant with T, and what an awful time it was, and I am so scared of going through that again. Sean, on the other hand, apparently finds the idea of having another baby right now very exciting, and thinks it would be great. Who would have thought?
Anyway, there's like a 1 in 100 chance the Mirena failed, so the odds are way against me being pregnant. So hopefully the Mirena is working, the pangs were ovulation, and my boobs are sore for some unknown reason. I'm just trying to keep myself calm until the drugstore by me opens by reminding myself that, if I was pregnant, we are in a very different place in our relationship right now, I'm in a different place emotionally, and I could get through it with some sanity intact. But honestly the thought of it makes me want to cry. :(