is not really a sweet story or anything fancy. Funny I could say, but you'd have to know our relationship to think its funny. We joke around a lot and often times people think we are arguing when we are joking, I'm sure that might sound strange but we've always been the sarcastic ones when talking to each other.
So back in mid to late January of this year, I was going on about my late night as usual. Having dealt with bouts of insomnia it was one of those usual nights. The nights of me chilling in the chair while the hubs was fast asleep on the sofa. Flipping through the channels on the tv or looking through the list on the DVR.
SO during this lovely time I went to get up to do something and had a lovely bout of gagging, totally thought I was going to vomit right there. SO it got me thinking about what was going on. My 13 year old had been sick about a week or more earlier with vomiting so I figured I got whatever he had. But instead of just going with that, I chose to, at 1am to take one of the pregnancy tests I just *happened* to have in the cupboard. I don't even know how long it had been in there....lol.
Now we all know that its just something *normal* to do on peeing on a stick at 1am...lol. I figured I would just get that out of the way, get the regular result of negative/not pregnant and move on to deal with getting sick. Well much to my surprise I go look at the test after the alloted time and had to look a couple of times. I was like there can NOT be 2 lines on this thing. First off the control line that shows the test is working was faint and the line to show you are pregnant was super dark. I was thinking that just was messed up.
Then I decided to do what, oh every woman that's been on message boards with other women do, take a photo of the test to share with others to get opinions. So I was getting that done and posting it by 1:30am. I can't remember the exact wording I posted but it was something to the effect of "Please tell me there aren't 2 lines on this test." Then the waiting began, because not everyone was going to be up at that hour just to tell me yay or nay.
I tried to go to sleep finally but I was too wound up that I couldn't sleep at all. So I grabbed the test and proceeded to wake me wonderfully, sleeping husband, waving the test before him. I told him "Look at this. Can you see what this is?" There he was one eye opened trying to adjust his eyes(and no I didn't turn on lots of lights for him just the lamp beside him) he takes it and says nothing. I figured it would be the usual like always when I talk to him while he's sleeping or half asleep, he won't remember the conversation when he gets up for the day. I finally said, "there aren't suppose to be 2 lines on this thing." and all I got was some huge, cheesy grin from the man I married.
I just crawled back into bed and went back to trying to go to sleep. Knowing that when the hubs got up to start his day for work that he wouldn't remember a thing about his nutty wife waving a pregnancy stick in front of his face at around 2am.
Well needless to say I did not sleep well and was up when the hubs got up for work anyway. Which is when I asked him, "Do you remember me waking you up?" And of course out of all the times I've talked to him when he's half asleep like that, this is the ONE time he remembers and was still smiling.
I still wasn't sure if it was right so I made sure to take yet another test that I bought later that day, figured if it was newer it might give a different answer, I went with one of the ones that say "pregnant" or "not pregnant" no worries about lines and such. It came back saying "pregnant" so there I was 35 years old, pregnant, and raising a 13 year old boy, thinking "Lord you have one heck of a sense of humor."
Like I said its not some sweet story, its just us one that I laugh at even now thinking of how I was so freaked out.
