Hello world! I’m a little blastocyte, according to the website my mum has just read. Apparently I may or may not have a heartbeat yet, depending on when I was actually conceived. Hopefully I will have one soon if not yet (my mum is a bit worried something might go wrong).
She had a glass of wine last night and felt decidedly queasy, and thought that it was a bit strange, but couldn’t remember exactly when her last period was. So in the middle of two meetings at work, she popped out to the chemist and picked up a test, took it back to work and unceremoniously peed on it. And has for the remainder of the day since alternately cried her eyes out or been laughing like a hyena.