Ok, ok... I took a test, and there was barely a line. I mean I had to lean in just the right light and look sideways at it, and I had a line. Crazy. Then, I took two more tests on my lunch break, and darker lines.
I'm pregnant. Wow.
I haven't told my husband yet, as I wanted to get him a little 49ers jumper, and show him something so he would believe me. Let me tell you: the tests this morning wouldn't have flown. No way. He would have thought I was crazy.
So, my lunch included me running around like a nut to purchase the following:
49ers infant set: includes onesie, booties and a little hat
"My Boys Can Swim" by Ian Davis
and a singing card saying You did it! and it sings "whoop there it is" Super cheesy, I can already see my husband's eyes rolling!
That being said. I think he knows. He kept patting my belly the last few days. And I've had some weird symptoms which don't coorespond with my period.
I. Still. Can't. Believe. It.
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