What a weekend

Have had a very very nice weekend. Spent the whole weekend with my little family and just enjoyed myself. But underneath all the fun was a big tension. I should have started my period days ago..... so Saturday morning my better half goes to the gym and stops at the pharmacy on the way home. He buys a home pregnancy test with two stick in. After lunch I take the first test but nothing.
No baby, both happy and little sad, but mostly relieved as it is definitely not time for another kid... Have a great afternoon and evening with Bjarkis grandparents but am still worried. OK, Im not pregnant but Im usually like a clock, so why have I not got my period? Start to imagine the worst and during the night when I cant sleep with worry, my thoughts go back towards the baby and everything that I would have to fix:
Two kids on the third floor without an elevator!
Double pram!
Two Car seats in our small car!
Just about to start a new job, this would seriously f*** things up!
Money!

So in the morning I take the second test.
No not pregnant, again happy, sad and very relived. Then the thoughts about why come back to me. OK will call the midwife first thing on Monday ( In Sweden it is always the midwife who we call for some reason!!!!)
Now Sunday evening Im glad to say that I have gotten my period :D Fantastic, have seldom been as happy about that!

And what have a learned from this rollercoaster of a weekend? Yes, be more careful.... for if we hadnt been uncareful there would have been no need to worry, would there?