OMG! I'm Pregnant..
Arriving back to London still buzzing after the most amazing and indescribable trip to South Africa I knew that I needed to take a pregnancy test.
I can’t put into words how I felt, but whatever it was, was more than jet lag! Being sick sporadically in Cape Town for no reason at all and being in all I can describe as a ‘weird’ mood. I just couldn’t put my finger on it but I knew my body was trying to tell me that something was changing.
The cab journey back from Gatwick seemed like it was never going to end and the tiredness creeping over me wasn’t normal. I was exhausted, physically and mentally. I was trying to kid myself into believing that I was just tired from all the activities in Cape Town, but deep down I knew I was pregnant.
As soon as I got home, I threw my bags into my bedroom and ran up the stairs. I sat on the toilet shaking whilst waiting for the test to come back with a result. After what felt like hours the test came back ‘pregnant 2-3 weeks’. So that means this little tadpole of mine was growing inside me when I climbed Lions Head Mountain and when I reached the top of Table Top Mountain (do you know how amazing that is)! I’m just in ore that my little creation started their little life inside of me on the best trip in my life time so far.