John Mark is almost 5 years old. I'll go ahead and throw it out there that in the span of those years, I've had a few "I think I might be pregnant" moments... The cashier at Walgreens probably knows me as the crazy pregnancy test lady. Obviously, none of those tests came up positive. All that to say- thinking I could be pregnant for whatever reason wasn't that new of an idea for me- or Lesley. You'll see why she's part of this story in a minute.
One night, about 6 weeks ago, Lesley and Mallory had picked me up from the hospital to get cupcakes. We were laughing about pregnancy tests and I was saying I needed to buy one. Mal offered to bring one over. I took the test and the results were a little... inconclusive. I swore at just the right angle you could see a hint of a cross. We all laughed about it and held it up to the light, but nothing more was really said about it. But in my heart, I knew. I think I knew before I even took the test that night...
A few days later, Micah was spending the night in the hospital with his mom. Lesley was at the house keeping me company. Somehow the inconclusive test came up and I told her she should go to walgreens and get another test- and cookie dough. So, being the good friend that she is, she went- and ran into lots of people she knew trying to get the goods.
She came back to my house, I finished the water I was drinking and went to the bathroom. I came back and we continued watching That 70's Show, our netflix choice of the evening. I hopped up and went to the bathroom and saw THIS:
Immediately I yelled "LESLEY... OMG OMG OMG..."
To which she replied "what? wait, that's not funny..."
I ran out of the bathroom and showed her the test...
At this point the test is sitting on the couch between us and we're both just staring at it. We're alternating between staring at the test and at each other saying "OH MY WORD..."
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