4 years ago today, I found out I was pregnant.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
I woke up, took a cheap Dollar Tree pregnancy test. Sat it down.
Went to do my workout.
The line looked a little pink, but not really.
Jeff said I was CRAZY!!!
All day at work it was driving me nuts.
Was I pregnant?
How could I be?
I just stopped taking the pill.
It never happens that fast.
It takes a minimum of 6 months.
My mind was obviously playing tricks.
There was no line.
Of course I couldn't not take another test.
On my lunch hour I went to Target and bought an expensive digital test.
When I got home from work I immediately opened it and peed on it, without reading the instructions.
Always read the instructions people.
Peeing on a stick isn't always just peeing on a stick.
I was pissed, literally and figuratively.
I told Jeff I was going to Rite Aid.
This time I bought another fancy digital test and two cheapo Rite Aid brand tests.
To avoid pee stream problems again, I peed in a plastic cup, then dipped each test in my pee.
I sat them all down, yes, all of them.
Walked away, went back a few minutes later.
And holy shit is right.