Brian's not pregnant but WE ARE!
Since we had such a shock on Friday and couldn't get any official news from the doctor until Monday, Saturday morning we sneaked out to Walmart to buy more tests. We had all types of replicates and even a negative control (courtesy of Brian). The result seemed certain and that all our testing was very over the top and unnecessary. Positive is positive. Brian was excited and so was I, and we wanted to keep this new secret just ours for awhile.
Ready or not, here I come!
In November I started to feel slightly sick to my stomach. Even after eating breakfast a mild queasiness stayed close throughout the day. One night on my way home, I wondered if maybe I could be pregnant. Since we weren't trying, the idea had landed there in my mind after a pretty far trip out of left field. I wondered if I could sense being pregnant and tried briefly while driving over the railroad tracks on Rock Prairie road. It suddenly seemed a strange idea for it to even be possible one could carry another life inside them without knowing, but I didn't feel any other presence. I brushed the idea aside, went into the house, took a bath and went to bed.
The queasiness became more persistent the next week. I wondered if I had a stomach flu that was going around, but then other... areas... started feeling unusually sore. The week was busy in the lab so I took no immediate action to address my growing hunch. Then Brian planned a game night for our place Friday night and I would be expected to enjoy a glass of wine while watching or participating in his favorite board game, Settlers of Katan. It seemed a good motivator to take a pregnancy test, but time was running short by this point. Friday evening after work I drove to HEB and purchased two pregnancy tests. I had to pick up our friend Dan, who was staying with us, from a Thanksgiving Dinner at the BSM, then rush home for the party and there was little time to spare. Once at home, since the house was lacking in all privacy, it would have been a bit awkward to take the test there. Should I take the test then and there at HEB? The safest most private option seemed the bathrooms near the lab in the BSBE building, which was also on the way to the BSM. So if you are frequently there you will be familiar with the tile background of our positive pregnancy test.
As I parked I scanned the windows to see who was in the lab, and at 7p on a Friday night Shruti was working diligently. I checked that the pregnancy tests were discreet enough in the plastic HEB bag and made my move from the car into the building and then the ladies room. Once in the stall I opened the box and read the instructions- easy enough. So I peed on the first one, replaced the cap and set it down on a flat surface, the trash bin affixed to the wall of the stall and waited. The positive result came up immediately and I was in a numb state of shock. Definitely a good kind of shock, but a serious shock nonetheless. However I wasn't totally convinced and I had the other test, so I quickly unwrapped that one too. Unfortunately I found I didn't have any pee left for the second test, but then I hadn't flushed the toilet yet either. I dunked the stick in the bowl and waited to see the results. Positive again. It was beginning to sink in as a very likely possibility and it was all I could to to control myself from running down the hall and exclaiming to Shruti, "You'll never guess what, I'm pregnant!" Instead, I put the tests in my pocket and went out to the car.
I took a deep breath and reminded myself the first person I should tell is of course Brian. I went to pick up Dan at the BSM. He wasn't quite finished so I parked and went in. We got lots of leftover thanksgiving food for the potluck, loaded it up in the back of the car and drove back to the house. Of course I can't remember anything we talked about
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