After trying for more than a couple of years to have a baby, it was a complete joy to finally get the results that we’ve been waiting for.
It happened on a Tuesday morning – the date was earlier than I was expecting for AF to arrive but after experiencing an unusual heightened sense of smell and an intense craving for oranges the week before, I thought I’d double check my calendar. Based on my cycle, I was actually due that day (Tuesday!) Cool – might as well test since AF was no where in sight.
So test I did. I set it on the counter, washed my face, and as I wiped the water from my eyes I glimpsed that coveted second line. It was no trick of the light. It was there, seen with my naked eye.
I rushed husband out of the shower and had him take a look. He said “Which line am I supposed to be looking at?” I reply back “So you see more than one?!?!?!?!” Ahhhhh, blessed confirmation!
Tuesday was a good day!
Of course, to be sure, I HAD to double, triple and quadruple check over the course of the next week.