On Friday, September 14 I figured I wasn't pregnant.  I had some mild cramps and I just didn't "feel" pregnant.  On Sunday, Billy got home from his trip to Florida and asked me to test.  I refused, but agreed to test in the morning.  When I woke up I decided to humor my sleeping husband.  I peed on the stick and right away it came up negative.  Not surprised, I carried it upstairs to show Billy when he woke up.

I was getting ready in the mirror and decided that I was going to wake him up!  It wasn't fair he got to sleep while I was bummed out!  But when I went to pick up the stick, a little second line had started.  I flipped out and turned the bedroom light on yelling at him to wake up and see if he could see what I saw.

Without glasses on, he couldn't see anything.  Finally he put his glasses on and looked at the stick.  When he got a goofy grin on his face, I knew he saw it too.  "Don't get too excited yet", he quickly said.  But after peeing on MANY more sticks, we finally realized it was real!