So, I guess I have to start with finding out I was going to be a mommy, huh? Ok. I was having a long-winded conversation about this guy I was "seeing" (my now BD). In the middle of this talk, my then 5 yr old nephew ran past me & down the hallway. He runs back up to me, pokes me in my perfectly flat stomach & says "There's a baby in your belly." My first thought was, this kid is too funny until I realized "oh crap. My period didn't come on yesterday." *cues the horror film scream* Like most women, I just brushed it off as being due to stress... Definitely had a lot of that at the time. But just to be on the safe side, I went to Target & purchased a two-pack of digital ClearBlue pregnancy tests. It was on sale & there was no point in buying an expensive test because #1- I wasn't pregnant & #2- I was only a day late, so it was too early to tell, right? WRONG.
I didn't tell my BD that I even thought I might be because there was no point in stressing him when I wasn't (completely in denial). So, 3 a.m., I walk to the bathroom w/one eye open, pregnancy stick in hand. Do my thing & wait an excruciating 5 minutes. And there it was. PREGNANT. No faint lines to decipher. Just.... PREGNANT. That definitely woke me up. This is the part of the story where every mother will tell you that they got super excited & did a happy dance.... They're lying. I cried. Hard. Then when I was done wiping the snot off my face, I went & grabbed the other test. You know, because there's that 2% chance that I got a false positive from the first one.
and once again... Jackpot. PREGNANT. I had no clue what I was gonna do at the time, but I knew any decision would be a tough one to make. 
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