October 16th 6:00AM I run out of bed because I have to pee soooo bad. As i reach the toilet, I think,"Hum, I have that extra prego test in my drawer from last month when I bought a two pack, and I should have gotten my period yesterday (maybe..irregularity for the past 6 mos.) maybe I should just pee on the sucker and forget about it. So I rip open the foil packet as i do the happy pee dance with cloudy eyes, start to launch Niagara falls into the toilet and try to only hit that 5 cm stick and definitely get the 5 second stream they recommend. Well, 30 seconds later, NOT the three minutes they say to wait, there are 2 lines. TWO LINES. So I have never seen two lines before...only the one, so I think "Well, maybe I peed on the window?" But I knew right then and there, that it was right. I am Pregnant. And I smile...
6:20AM I called my sister (M) immediately since it was 6 freaking AM, and nobody here is up that early. So, east coast=9AM=people awake that I can tell. So she knows immediately that something is up, and I tell her, and she is happy.
7:15AM On my way to work and boy am I am nauseous on the bus. Anxiety nausea, but just giving me a heads up for whats to come.
9:00AM Go to Walgreen's to buy 2 more tests, digital ones I might add, to make sure I don't have a false positive. Go to bathroom at work, squeeze out some drops (definitely not the 5 seconds they recommend) and then watch this high tech digital sand clock flip back and forth and back and forth for the 3 minutes and then Bam the words PREGNANT pop up. Actual words so you can't think that the double line is not real since one line is fainter than the other. 12:00PM Go out for a celebratory lunch with my crew since we kicked some butt on an inspection the week before. I had already boosted to the guys that they can go home after the lunch and therefore we can all have a beer together. Well guess what, NOT ME anymore. I had to turn down a beer and tell my first fib of the pregnancy, "I am not feeling that well today."
2:00 PM Okay, this is a imaginary time since I am trying to post info from 3 weeks ago. I tell my friends A and K what is going on.
5:00PM I go talk to baby's daddy (BD) and let him know what is going on. Mind you, he is totally mad at me from the day before (fight via text messaging). I am not going to go into details on this blog about the negative aspects of this pregnancy since I don't what to begin my child's life in drama. I am trying to stay as positive as possible during this situation. Here is the beginning of the dialogue: G: Hey what's going on? BD: Nothing, what's up? G: I just wanted to see how you are? BD: Fine, what's up? G: Weeeelllllll.... hum BD: You're pregnant. G: Yes. I will not continue the dialogue as it was not good. Let's just say, telling him was the only thing I was afraid of that day. I wasn't afraid that I was prego at all. My fear was instinctual, and I was right, he was not happy about it. He drives me home, we don't talk. He gives me a hug when I get home, and he leaves. This is the last time I talk to him.
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