Monday, July 16, 2012

April 12, 2011, cont.

Minutes after I sent the text message to my husband, he called back. Between heaves, I could hear his google eyed excitement at the prospect of being a dad. He'd been waiting so long to hear those words he wasn't quite sure he could trust the dollar store pregnancy test and asked me to run down to the Kaiser lab to confirm the pregnancy.  My sister was off work that day and dropped me off for the test...a quick pee in a cup and I was sent home to wait for the phone call confirmation. The nice lab check in guy offered to rush my test so I didn't have to wait on pins and needles all night and half of tomorrow, even though it was 4pm by then.  The three hour wait would be bad enough!  I don't even remember getting the call as it came in between waves of more dry heaving, but I do remember them saying it was positive and to make an OB/GYN appointment as soon as possible. 

And OH did my husband pull a fast one on my sister telling her. She lives in the unit upstairs from us, so he called her all concerned, voice shaking, that we'd gotten the test results back and she needed to come downstairs right away. It was serious.  I didn't know he'd done that so when I popped my head around the corner from the hallway and said, "Hi aunt!" her face melted into the softest expression I've ever seen on her face as she asked, "You're pregnant? Really?"  Then she hit him.  My mom was thrilled, my dad was content (which is thrilled for him) and my sister was already planning how to help me finish drywalling the nursery we'd been using as an office for the past year. Aside from the non-stop vomiting, life was very good!

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