or alternately, Take That Pregnancy Test Out of Your Mouth!
Squint real hard* and you will notice a definite second line there which was confirmed by much cheaper and apparently more reliable tests of the dollar variety. And yes, Margaret did decide to gnaw on this beauty while I attempted to photograph it in order to get a second opinion on whether the line was there or if I was hallucinating. And no, I did not take a picture of that because, gross. Super gross.
Normally I don't find out I'm pregnant this early on but I decided to go ahead and take a test a couple of weeks ago because I had a dentist appointment and I knew they would ask and I really dislike being that woman who always gives the Catholic Shrug and replies, "I don't know? Maybe? I mean you never know, right?" [insert awkward look here]. PS that awkward look belongs to both me and whomever just asked me about the state of my womb. Awkwardness all around. Well anyway, the test was negative so I said "no," and also, "bring on the radiation!"
Whoops.
I guess the CDC should add getting x-rays to the list of things we women of childbearing age should never ever do unless we're contracepting. There was also wine involved in my post-negative-pregnancy-test-pity-party, sorry CDC.
Well, taking an early pregnancy test led to a compulsion to keep testing until I knew for sure I wasn't actually pregnant. So last weekend I took another test and it was positive and then I made my darling husband buy me more tests so I could check again, and I still have more so I can check again and again if I want.
So, that's our big news. I'm pregnant again and due late September and feeling all the feelings you feel when you've just lost a little one and you find yourself with another one on the way. And I'm oversharing with the internet because I could really use your prayers. They make such a difference. They truly do.
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Baby Katharine Louise and Baby Frances Cabrini pray for us.
*I've been ever so sweetly informed that I am unable to correctly read a pregnancy test and you don't in fact need to squint at all to see that this test is positive. In my defense EPT has made a simple thing like seeing the control line and then the test line absurdly complicated by adding a third, completely unnecessary, and apparently non functioning line to make a super fun plus sign whose main purpose in life is to confuse already stressed out women. Why EPT? Why? If you insist on a plus sign being your gimmick mightn't you at least make sure both lines of the plus sign react in the same way? A nice, bright, all-one-shade-of-blue, plus sign. Is that too much to ask?
