There were two lines.
We had joked and even speculated about the possibility the past two weeks, but never did we actually think it would happen -- I mean, only 25 percent of couples get pregnant on the first "try" so to speak. I had performed "the test" a few minutes earlier and Ray checked the results when time was up. He did and a very strange-sounding voice called out, "You're pregnant." I didn't really believe him -- not that I thought he was lying. But come on! Upon my own examination, there sure were two very difinitive pink lines on the stick.
The next few minutes/hours are a blur of "Are you sure you did this right?" and "Ohmigod." We eventually made our way to Target to get some milk a couple of new books. I remembered at some point that I owed my brother Brian a birthday phone call and left him a message.
Other than that, I began reading "What to Expect When You're Expecting" and researching local ObGyns. More on this later, I'm sure - but I have this male phobia when it comes to certain aspects of medical care. Well, there's four ObGyns in town -- three are men. I sure hope the woman is taking new customers...
So, I plan to call Monday morning and make an appointment. We'll also take another at-home test tomorrow, probably. Just to double-check.
I also learned in the book and online that the 40 weeks of pregnany are counted from the date of the last period. Which means I'm already in week three -- and that babies are conceived during the first or second week of pregnancy, which seems kinda' odd. I also saw a pic of the itty bitty thing in my book -- reminds me of our geckos a little bit.
Well, thus the beginning of a very interesting journey, I suppose.
- Bethany :)