The last few weeks of January was the beginning of the cramping. Sometimes very light, sometimes harder lasting several seconds at a time where I stopped everything and held my breath until it went away. February 6th, five days after I my period was supposed to start I stood in the cold second bathroom at 7am and took a home pregnancy test while Chris peacefully slumbered in the other room. While it was ‘cooking’ I wandered into the freezing cold kitchen and rinsed some dishes, keeping a nonchalant-not-worried-at-all-eye on the clock. How is it that three minutes can last at least ten? I casually wandered back into the bathroom and picked up the stick. The pink base line was bold as ever but a second pink line, faint but definitely there was definitely there. I double checked the directions but it didn’t say anything but an almost pink line. What the devil does that mean? Kind of pregnant? I disposed of the test deep into the trash can and went on my merry way. Read the rest of this entry »
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