Positively Pregnant

I'll be honest, I suspected that I was preggers. I could smell the trash through the tightly closed trash can lid, but I kept it to my self. No need to stir the emotions until it was fully clear. Then I was late, one day, two days, three days & four. I was away at a friends wedding & wasn't about to buy another expensive pregnancy test when I had a perfectly good one at home. And come on, we all knew at that point that the rabbit done died. So on Monday night October 12th, I peed on a stick, and then waited. Watching that little electronic hour-glass flicker off & on until it officially declared me Pregnant. Well, there it is, in plan English. Darren had just stepped away, so I called him back & all I could do was point to it. I think he gave me a hi-five, followed by a hug, and then about an hour or so later he cried a little, but don't tell him I told you that.

I took a picture of it with my iPhone & texted it to my best friend Cookie, and then waited some more. Darren confessed that it was taking her too long to call back & that he wanted to call her. I said no way josé, I am patient & will wait to hear her scream. Shortly there after, the phone rang & boy did she scream! I have no idea what she said, the words weren't as valuable as her raw emotion. Both preggers now, just as she had hoped. As first timers, neither of us were too excited to experience this all alone. So now we journey together, 2 months apart from one another. Pretty fun for two girl friends.