This was the day I knew I was pregnant. I woke up still tired. I didn't want to eat breakfast. I was extra sneezy and thought I was coming down with something. Then it hit me. I'm either sick, or I'm pregnant. As someone who has meticulously charted their cycles for 10 months, I had a stock pile of dollar tree pregnancy tests. I got home from running errands that day and decided to test. It was negative so I threw it in the trash. Then I realized that I didn't wait long enough for a result and dug it out. There, on the counter, were 2 little pink lines that would change my life forever. I couldn't believe it, yet knew it all along. Aaron was at work when I found out, and I wanted to tell him in person. I went to the store and bought a digital test. I drank 2 liters of water and was on the phone, arguing with dish network when Aaron got home. I got off the phone with them and went to the bathroom to take the digital test. That was the longest 60 seconds of my life! The hour glass on the test was just blinking, blinking, blinking. Then, finally, PREGNANT. I came out of the bathroom and told Aaron I'd gotten him something. I handed him the test, he smiled wider than I've ever seen him smile. Then he hugged me and said "congratulations."
