I'm pregnant.
I'm scared that it's multiples though. Happy either way, but scared. We'll find out soon enough.
Oh my God...I'm pregnant! Like a pregnancy test that I didn't screw up and didn't get me a "sort of" pregnant. PREGNANT PREGNANT PREGNANT.
I had one more pregnancy test left (before I went to buy a whole new slew of tests) and I decided to take it when I realized that I was insisting that Dave go to bed with me at 9:37 PM. That and I've been nauseous as hell all day long...and I wanted brownies so badly, I got off my ass and baked some, at 8:30 PM.
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