So after my swimming playdate, I ran down to the drugstore to get me a test. I woke up having a feeling I was pregnant because of all the cramping and pressure I was feeling, and even skipped the morning Mimosas with the girls, ya know, just in case.
As I was waiting for the results, I kept telling myself that I wasn't pregnant, but I wasn't telling myself that for long because PREGNANT came up rather quickly. I must of sat there and stared at the results for a good long while not know how to feel. Was I scared, happy, nervous or all the above? Was this it for us? Was this another complete molar pregnancy? Oh God what if this is another molar pregnancy??? Ok, so I was pretty much torturing myself.
I put the test aside and was wondering how and when I was going to tell Kevin.
So later that evening, as Kevin and I were sitting watching TV, I pulled out the test and told him not to get excited. He said "This is good right?" Oh, how I wish I could have been happy, and jump up and down and saying "yes, yes", but unfortunately I was a party pooper.
I can't be happy just yet. There are a lot of hurdles to jump. I am excited, but cautious at the same time. I really want this pregnancy to work out and I pray with all my heart that it does.
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