I was kinda waiting for an opportune time...see... I was gonna tell him one night after a get together, but we kinda got in a fight. So I had to save it. The following morning, I was determined to tell him. He took a shower, and that tends to wash away icky moods as well as dirt. Meanwhile, I wrote him a note.
The note said...
"Hi Daddy,
Mommy is pretty sure that I will be seeing you sooner than we thought. Probably sometime in early October.
I will be the best anniversary present Mommy could ever give you.
See you soon,
Love
Baby Gomes
p.s. I can’t wait to learn to skate with you."
He came out of the shower, and I followed him around the house for a bit, trying to gather my nerve. I was shaking soooo bad when I finally gave it to him. He looked at it for a while, and then he said "What do you mean, 'Baby Gomes'? Are you...." and I said "I think so", and then he cried and cried with me. I gave him the test in a little box, and then he cried some more. We sat there and talked about it for a long while, both still in a sort of happy shock. Finally we decided to go do something. He took me out to the book store to buy "What to expect when you're expecting" and ANOTHER HPT because I still couldn't believe it myself. It was a digital one, and it came up with a great big "+" which was such a joy.
He was so happy. Thank God!!
I took his doctor's appointment that Thursday to have it 100% confirmed, as if 5 positive tests were not enough. After talking with Dr. Marcovitz for a bit, and telling her about my positive tests, she congratulated me, and said a positive is a positive, so I am preggo. Then she took blood and told me that her office would call me Friday just to confirm, and give me numbers, which they did. It was true, but not yet real.
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