Rob left for his best friend's bachelor party on Friday & I swore I wasn't going to test before he came back. Well, that lasted for all of about 12 hours. And big surprise, it was negative. So I made another promise that I wasn't going to test again until Monday morning. And that also lasted all of about 12 hours. Again, big fat negative. So when I tested again this morning, I squinted so hard that I had convinced I saw a second (and very faint) line.
Finally, I thought forget this, I'm going to take a digital test so we can be done with this guessing game. I walked half a mile to Rite Aid and back clutching that box of pregnancy tests. I had to hold my pee so long I thought I was going to explode. I finally peed on my stick and that one little word popped up: Pregnant.
It's a good thing I went to the bathroom that was furthest from my office, because I yelled and jumped up and down. Then proceeded to run down the hallway to text this picture to Papa Rob. EDD of Squishy is 4/13/11.
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