I felt funny. I just knew. I really just knew. I was going to wait until March 1, a new month to find out such big news. The First Response insert said to wait. Then it would be 99.9% accurate. I can’t compete with those odds.
But, after Greyson and I came home from watching the USA/Canada Gold Medal hockey game in the Olympics, I had to. We ate chicken wings and chips with our best friends Dave and Trish. I had to have a Ginger Ale afterwards. I played off the Ginger Ale by telling Trish I went to “the bad place.” (This is Trish’s euphamism for eating so much you regret it.) It was the end of my work week. I couldn’t wait anymore.
So after falling asleep for the end of the game. (I know, it was a buzzer beater Gold Medal game, but I was pregnant…even just barely so.) My hockey lover came home later, a little deflated the US team lost. I stared through him, hearing just parts of his rambling, “….Ryan Miller named Olympic MVP,” and “I just don’t think Crosby is the best guy in the league….”
At this point, I got up off the couch. “Okay, I was gonna wait until tomorrow, but I’m doing it now.” This got Barry Melrose’s attention. “A pregnancy test? Is it time?” he asked. “Yep,” I said.
So I grabbed the remaining stick in the package in the bathroom. I took the other about two months ago. This was the fourth month sans birth control. I was shocked at how quickly both pink lines popped up. I gave it a minute, okay, like 15 seconds and I peeked around the corner of the bedroom into the living room and grinned.
He smiled back. I showed him the test. “See, two lines. I mean, I know it’s gross ’cause I peed on it,” I said. “One line isn’t as dark as the other. Is that okay?” Greyson asked. “Yeah, it’s okay,” I said. (I confirmed this with a quick look-up in What to Expect Before You’re Expecting a little later.)
We looked at each other a little bewildered, not sure what to say. He grabbed me and held me among hugs and kisses. He even got on his knees and kissed my flat (ish) belly.
We talked about being careful and not too excited. It’s so early. But, I said, “At least we know our Junk works.” We high fived.
Before we fell asleep we laid in the bed and said a prayer for strength and help. We were both too tired to realize what changes were ahead and how we should appreciate any nights left alone.
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| Isn’t this cuter than a stick I peed on? Isn’t amazing one leads to another? |
Aww–very sweet! And yes, the result of the test is much cuter than the test itself.
How cool is that and cute is she?
she is adorable and worth looking at a pee stick. haha
i took pictures of the pee sticks, too.
and it *is* truly amazing that peeing on a stick can change the course of your life in an instant.
What a great story. I love those moments, so wonderful!
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