When I saw two lines

pregnancy

The previous Wednesday I had my yearly visit with the girly doctor where I announced we were trying to conceive. We spent some time discussing staying healthy and preparing to be pregnant, understanding that there was the possibility that I could already be preggo that very moment. Aunt Flo was scheduled to arrive in two days and she suggested testing on Sunday if I wasn’t paid a visit.

Early Sunday morning hubby got up and headed out with his friends to the Chief’s game. I had gotten up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom so I didn’t really have to go quite yet. Around 7:15 I grabbed the last of the Equate brand pregnancy tests out of the box and peed. One one-thousand, two one thousand, three one thousand, four one thousand, five one thousand…

I sat the test on the sink counter and watched the liquid move through and the test line form into a strong, lonely, blue line. It had only been about 30 seconds but I assumed it was negative just like the rest of them. Oh well, there’s always November…

I walked out of the bathroom, leaving the test to think a little while longer, just in case, and went to check a few minutes later. In all the tests I had taken, I had never seen anything remotely close to resembling a line. It was always crystal clear that I was definitely not pregnant. This time it was different though, there was a very faint resemblance of a blue line. Or was it? I stared, I squinted, I held it up into the light… it looked blue to me.

HOLY SHIT, IT LOOKS BLUE TO ME!

I needed confirmation. I need someone, anyone, to look at me and say yes Liz, that is a blue line. I shoved the pee soaked stick in Mosley’s face demanding an answer but received nothing. I told both the dogs (please excuse the language here people but hello, I was looking at a blue line for heaven’s sake) “I’m fucking pregnant! I’m fucking pregnant!”

My mom was in town and heading my way shortly from her hotel so I picked up the phone and when she answered I said, “You’d better hurry. I took a pregnancy test and I think it’s positive.”

She confirmed that I wasn’t completely crazy and suggested I take another. We made a quick trip to WalMart and the next test was the same; a faint, this time pink, line.

Wow. We had done it. We had made a baby.

I’M PREGNANT!

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(the official test from the doctor’s office)

Sher

Sher Bailey has been a dedicated voice for the Love and Marriage blog for over a decade, sharing practical advice on everything from stretching a grocery budget to finding the best homeschooling resources. She writes from the unique perspective of a full-time traveler, living and working on the road in her motorhome alongside her husband and their two cats. Sher’s diverse body of work is fueled by her belief that with the right tools and a little creativity, any challenge can be turned into an opportunity for growth and adventure.

About Sher

Sher Bailey has been a dedicated voice for the Love and Marriage blog for over a decade, sharing practical advice on everything from stretching a grocery budget to finding the best homeschooling resources. She writes from the unique perspective of a full-time traveler, living and working on the road in her motorhome alongside her husband and their two cats. Sher’s diverse body of work is fueled by her belief that with the right tools and a little creativity, any challenge can be turned into an opportunity for growth and adventure.

About Sher

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