Michael left for work, per usual, in the early AM (around 6:45). I heard him leave and I couldn't wait any longer. I jumped up, ran out of bed, and peed in a cup. (Keep in mind the first test came out negative, I took it on the day I was supposed to get my "gift" from mother nature. I know they say wait until you miss it, preferably 2 days afterward. That was Wednesday and today is Friday. The day.) Once I peed in my cup and put drops on the test, I waited. The first line came up...aka the control line. Big whoop. Now I know the test isn't broken. I stared at it some more...30 seconds passed and nothing. I know I'm rushing the test, and I felt as if I was pressuring the poor thing. So, I turned around to give the test privacy to work. 2 minutes later I see a faint "other" line. Now, I didn't bother putting on contacts or glasses this early...so now I think I'm seeing things. 30 seconds later, it darkens. I know I'm not on drugs so the odds of hallucinating are slim to none. I took a few pictures on my phone (all giddy like) and sent them to Michael's phone. I waited 10 minutes and followed it up with phone call which went to voice-mail. I figured it would since he was probably still driving to work :). I know, I should've waited to see his face and show him in person, but I couldn't waiiiittt. For those of you who know me, know I cannot wait for anything. Anyway, he returned my call was like... "you're lying." My response was "oh yes, I like to color in pregnancy tests in my spare time." The convo went on...he was happy, I was happy, the end. I know you're thinking I should've waited, but I couldn't! Plus they say morning pee is the best. So, in my defense, I did as the box suggested. :)
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