The Story of the Pink Line

On Thursday, I had had enough. I was waiting and waiting for my period to come. I have had cramps off and on but for a week...nothing. Now, I am not the most regular person in the world, so I took it to mean that I was synching up with someone (that magical synching of periods with the women around you always screws me over) or was stressed about Kdubs trying to find a job.

Even though I had cramps, I wanted to ask people what their first symptoms of pregnancy were. My Twitter peeps responded with:
Boob tingling/soreness-nope
nausea-well, I felt sick at the thought of being pregnant, but other than that no
peeing more frequently-well, I have been drinking more water.
Acne-well, i break out before I start

Even with three out of four maybe symptoms, I was sure I wasn't pregnant. I didn't feel pregnant. And I definitely wasn't ready to be pregnant.

Knowing that if I bought a pregnancy test, my period would start immediately. I talked to Jimaie.Marie about cheap tests from th dollar store and finally settled on a 2/$4 box on my lunch break.

It was definitely a cheap test...very little instructions and no type of false positive language anywhere.

I took the test during my lunch break...the box said, "PREGNANCY RESULTS WITHIN A MINUTE, NEGATIVE RESULTS AFTER 3."

I waited the minute...nothing.

So, I went on about my business of eating my lunch of pepperoni and diet coke and making corn bread.

I came back to the bathroom to throw the test away and saw it...



I blinked about a million times, started saying...ohGod, OhGod, OooooohGod. I believe I even said to Penny, "Penny, this is a joke, right?"

I called my friend, Rebecca, who was in the library with a terse conversation:

Rebecca, I need you to go to the drug store and get me a pregnancy test...a good one.

She said, "on my way."

Between the time of the conversation and her arrival, I "OhGod"ed it about a million more times, cried, tried to call my friend Steph at work...mainly just worried about Kdubs. He has been so stressed lately about finding a job, taking the bar, and finishing law school...this most certainly will not help his stress.

Bex came in with a plastic bag, confirmed the first test looked positive and sat with me for the 30 seconds it took me to see that the second one was very emphatically a yes.



I cried some more. Bex, who has been in a similar "scare" of I'd-like-a-baby-but-right-now?, said it will be fine, KW will be happy and no the wine and diet coke you have been drinking for the last 4 weeks will not have made your baby had a horn and a tail.

I gathered my few wits and went back to work knowing I couldn't tell Kdubs until after his last class at 5:15. Of course, he and two of my friends that I wasn't telling were waiting by the front door. I tried to walk past but KW came running after me saying, "why didn't you come say Hi to us?" I tried to tell him I needed to drop my corn muffins in the kitchen, but he made me come and talk to them all while all I kept saying in my head was: omigod, omigod, I'm pregnant, omigod, omigod.

While standing there, my office friend, Katie, said, "Hey, look at you and you buns in the oven!" I am sure I gave her a weird look and said, "uh NO they are muffins in a basket!"

Coming soon--how I told KW.

How I am feeling now? I still have a little bit of cramps, which my friend Rebecca said her friend had the same thing with her first born. I am realizing how tired I am and why. I also am noticing that at night and the afternoon I feel more nauseous...but I always thought that was from being tired.