Let me take you back to February 18 ...
If emotions and feelings could be bottled up, this was the morning to put a cap on that bottle. Since Monday, we had this gut feeling that there might be something brewing in my belly. I’ll spare you the signs and symptoms, but I knew something was going on. We decided to wait a few more days before taking a home pregnancy test, just in case and just to be sure.
On Friday after work, a friend and I went to Target to buy a home pregnancy test. At age 34 and married for two years, I am still too embarrassed to buy one of those things on my own.
Friday nite, the hubs and I went out to dinner … I hadn’t been feeling so hot, so I cancelled dinner with some girlfriends to just stay home. I refrained from ordering a margarita … I mean, I just bought a home pregnancy test, I had to have some decency. During dinner I said, “This could be our last dinner out before finding out the news that could change our lives forever.”
And it was.
I slept like a champ that night, even without the margarita. The hubs didn’t … too many things were running through his mind. I wanted to wait until Saturday morning, when the tests are the most accurate.
I woke up around 1 a.m. thinking it was the morning and “time” but it wasn’t. Oddly enough, I dozed off again until around 6 a.m.
When I woke up, my thought was that I would pee on the stick, put it on the counter, wake up Flo and then we would look at it together.
Here is how it really went down:
-I opened the package and set up camp on the pot
-I did what the directions told me to do … and then placed it down on the back of the toilet … and finished my morning pee.
-Impatient that I am, I turned around ever so slightly to get a glimpse of what was happening. And that is when my stomach flopped like on a rollercoaster.
By the time I had finished peeing …. I am a longer pee-er …. The plus sign was showing up and I know I thought, “OMG I am pregnant. Holy cow.” And probably a few other words … So I finish up, leave the test, walk over to the bed and poke Flo to wake up and put on his glasses.
“I peed on the stick. Put on your glasses.” So he did …. And I brought the test over to him and said that we are pregnant if it is a plus sign. And it was.
He started to tear up and I started to laugh and sit rather stoic. It wasn’t because we were angry or upset, but there is nothing, no other feeling in the world like finding out for the first time that you are pregnant for the first time.
Part of it was shock that it actually happened. And part of it was shock that it happened.
In true Florendo style, we said, “Now what do we do?” So I called my sister to tell her the news and swear her to secrecy.
We sat in bed for about an hour just trying to comprehend what happened and soak in the moment. You never get a moment that ever again. Within the hour, I went from shock to really excited. Who knew that I would be excited?
All day we kept looking at the result … “Yup, still preggo.”
The box contained two sticks and I think that I used another one later that day “just to be sure.” And yup … still preggo.