Peanut – how we found out there even was a Peanut to speak of

Last weekend marked the end of my first Trimester and I figured that I’d fill you peeps in a bit on life so far.

As is my fashion, I was ridiculously impatient when it came to “making a baby”.  I took a pregnancy test almost every day and way too early, which, obviously, led to a negative result.  I, the logical human being that I am, decided that it didn’t work and was ready to move past it and start afresh the following month.  Then one morning I felt the need to take yet another test which turned up with a TINY almost entirely faded pink line.  I beamed at Jon, waving the stick in front of his face, trying to get a reaction.  He said he couldn’t see it.  I took another test almost immediately, resulting in another practically invisible pink line.  Jon agreed that he saw a slightly pink line, but asked me to calm myself and just wait a couple more days to find out for sure and not to get too excited. HA! Have we met?  But I nodded, the smile on my face gone.

That day I had to drive to MA to meet up with a very dear friend to pick out a Bridesmaid dress for her wedding.  Let me tell you, 2 hours in the car all by yourself when you MAY or MAY NOT be pregnant is about as torturous as it gets.  By the end of my drive I was fully convinced that I would die if I didn’t know that instant.   I found myself taking the next exit, just minutes away from our meet up place, and pulled into the nearest CVS.  I rushed around, finding a digital pregnancy test that had no faded pink lines and promised to tell me the news I wanted to hear in mere minutes and then headed across the street to a Dunkin Donuts. 

Yes, whomever is still reading this instead of closing their browser while shaking their head in disbelief.  I took a pregnancy test in the Dunkin Donuts bathroom, walking its short length anxiously.  Within a minute or two, the pregnancy test did not disappoint.

I bolted out of the bathroom, holding my pee stick in one hand and diving through my purse with the other to locate my phone.  I didn’t notice the strangers eying me suspiciously, probably wondering why the heck a girl just spent 3 minutes in the bathroom and then ran out of it smiling from ear to ear.  Within seconds I had dialed my husband’s number and he picked up just as I climbed into the car.  “Guess what?!” I exclaimed. “We”re pregnant!” I didn’t actually give him a chance to guess.  I took a picture with my phone and texted it to him as soon as I could.

And then I had to spend the rest of the day hanging out with close friends without divulging a single detail about the huge changes that were happening in our lives.  It was torture.


Comments

  1. CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  2. Miss M! says:

    Oh my goodness – you're killing me! That totally sounds like something I would do. Seriously, I realized I might be pg and ended up not being able to sleep. I found myself at Walmart at 5 am buying a test because I HAD TO KNOW RIGHT THAT SECOND!!!

    Too funny.

  3. southerngraduate says:

    Congrats! I definitely get the need to know Right. Now. I'm sure I'd be the same way! And, I'm super impressed you didn't spill while you were with your friends. I'm so excited for you!!

  4. I just found your blog and wanted to say CONGRATS!!! I would have totally been taking a test in DD bathroom too. I am not exactly sure if I would have had the patience to drive across the street to the DD. I would have prob asked the cashier at the CVS if they had a restroom! HAHAHA

  5. A Tapia says:

    Congratulations! I look forward to reading the continuation of your story and then the addition of your baby!

  6. Just discovered your blog, and I have to say this is the sweetest story! I will totally be the same impatient woman when that day arrives. Congratulations! Looking forward to following along with the Kings.

  7. Melissa (meliabella) Sibley says:

    Congrats! We call our oldest Peanut too! :)

  8. Kristen Jones says:

    That story was me exactly! I was like 2 days pregnant when I took a test:-) We didn't find out the gender (how did I ever do that to myself?) so our baby was "peanut" to everybody!

  9. WOW! That sounds SOOOO much like me lol!

  10. I love this story, sounds exactly like my style too :)

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