Cramps....sore boobs....no period.....what's up???
I guess I had always envisioned figuring out I was pregnant after hanging my head in a toilet from morning sickness. So without even a little dabble of morning sickness (......yet.....), I wasn't thinking too much of it. Two days late on my period....I began to wonder.
I had a pregnancy test hiding in my bathroom closet (one left from a box of two from previously wondering if I was pregnant). It was about 6:00am on Friday, March 12th. I woke up to get ready for work and decided to settle my paranoia and pee on a stick....
......I'm pretty sure I had to rub my eyes twice and a third time and a fourth. I must still be sleepy and I'm imagining those two lines that just appeared. I grabbed the box - maybe I wasn't exactly even sure how to read this thing. I'm still sitting on the toilet with my underwear around my ankles. What exactly does one do now? I figured the best thing was to wipe, flush, wash my hands and then.....go wake the father of my baby.
"Umm, Adam.....wake up, please......Adam? I need to you to wake up, please. I may have just taken a very important test and I need so share the results.......Adam??? Please, wake up!!!"
This method was barely even effective in getting him to roll away from me to fall back asleep. I needed another tactic.
The most effective way of waking up a man out of a dead sleep?.....only three words are needed: "Babe, I'm pregnant."
The rest of the morning was a blur. My hands were shaking and I couldn't wipe the smile off my face. Adam grabbed the video camera and asked me a few questions and captured some footage of the magical pregnancy test - as magical as a plastic stick that I had recently peed on can be. I still had to go to work!!
I grabbed another test on the way to work and took it alone in a stall. Another positive!! I called Adam - still unable to wipe the same smile off my face. We were pregnant!