The week has been long but good and it is finally Friday Eve. Thank you Jesus!
I was shocked.
And then things got interesting.
Did I brainstorm a way to announce the baby, No. Did I wrap the test up for him, No.
No, No, No, NO!
I stormed into the house where he happened to be taking a shower. Banged on the bathroom door, flung it open and in a loud annoyed voice said "Well, I figured out why I've been so b*#%*y lately!" To which he responded, "Huh?" Then I angrily blurted out "I'm PREGNANT" slammed the door and walked off.
I still can't believe that's how it all went down.
Maybe it was the hormones, the so called crazy I was feeling. Maybe I was simply terrified and didn't know how to process my feelings. The good news is I look back at this story with no regrets. Sure it was less than ideal but at least it makes for a funny story.