I woke up remembering that my period was a few days late and decided to use one of the cheap test strips I had in the cabinet. This is what showed up:
I could see a faint line, but according to the test it was probably a bad test and I should do another one. I only have so much urine in me in a five minute window, so I just chalked the late period up to work stress and went along my day.
I had horrible heartburn and was exhausted the entire day. When I got home I figured that I might as well use the early pregnancy test that was supposed to tell us "5 days sooner." Of course I thought it wouldn't give me this:
But it did. :-) Join me in saying a collective "HOLY SH*T!" because that is what I said at that exact moment. I ran downstairs and filled a big glass of water that I started chugging on my way to CVS to pick up a digital test. The pharmacy assistant laughed at me when I told her I wanted the digital tests after already getting the positive. She told me I was "crazy for spending that much money when [I] already knew [I] am pregnant." I found another bottle of water in the car and chugged that on the way back to the house. I barely made it in the house because my bladder was about to explode.
Digital test confirmed. Two tests really can't be a false positive, right? It was 6:30 and Clay wasn't going to be home for another almost three hours. My brain was going a mile a minute so I texted my college bff since she has been in the same shoes before because I had to tell SOMEONE right then and there. I debated with driving to Clay's work to tell him, but decided against it. I pulled out the baby outfit that I had saved in my closet for months and wrapped it up for Clay. I decided to text Clay to let him know that a late anniversary gift had shown up that day since our anniversary was a week before.
And then I had to be patient for almost two and half hours. I cleaned. I watched tv. I flipped through a magazine. I convinced Clay that we needed to go get Mexican for dinner. And I stalked Clay when I knew he was on the way home.
Finally, the moment had arrived and I could give Clay his belated anniversary present.
Then we went to Mexican to celebrate the Best. Day. Ever.
Awwww! Just so you know, I'm now starting at the beginning and reading through all your posts. :-) I wanted to do something cute for Josh, but ended up taking the test when I was home with him, lol. And now, btw, I have like 20 of those cheap tests just sitting in my closet - I wonder if they stay good for next time?
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