Remember back in September when I posted about how I hated stupid negative tests? Well…
Two days later, while on vacation celebrating our anniversary with my hubby, I saw this:
Those are four pink lines, people!
I had been waiting to test until my hubby wasn’t around each month so I could surprise him in some creative way with the news. But since we were in a hotel room together, and I completely expected the test to be negative, I just took it with him lounging in the main room.
And the romantic way of telling him? Consisted of me calling him into the bathroom and insisting he stare at the top test (which I took first) to tell me if he could see a line there or not. And him not quite knowing what a line being there meant. And then me deciding it was too close to call and insisting we both get dressed for the day quickly and go to the grocery store to buy another brand of test (bottom one).
Ah, the romance!
But when all was said and done they were definitely positive and now, as I near the end of first tri, this baby is still holding on and going strong!
We’ll be becoming a family of four come May!
Enjoy our Halloween family photo: