Fast Forward...March....April....May.....

Sitting on my neighbor's front porch smoking our ciggies talking about the business of our neighborhood.  I was telling her (her being a nurse) how I have been breaking out and just not feeling the best.

She told me to get a test.  Really couldnt be...and I told her that!  It is not meant for me and Shane to be parents.  Kara told me to get the test to make her happy.

Shane was out of town that week on business, so I thought no sense in telling him.  After work one night I went and got a cheap little two pack test.  I took it that night....negative.   I called Kara up and told her it was neg.  Uhm....at night....yeah she advised me it is best in the morning.  I told her that if I was preggers it would show no matter what and the box said any time at day.  She said to humor her and so I did.  I waited 2 days and took the test again....positive....WAIT....what!  Oh this is just a cheap test couldnt be right.  You know like the dollar store test.  Went to work thinking could it be....nah 8 yrs of wanting one....nah definitely a false positive.  After work dropped into Walgreens and bought one of those super expensive actually spells out Pregnant/Not Pregnant.  Friday morning I woke up thinking I just wasted all that money and Shane is going to kill me.

Not even 5 minutes I was lead into my new identity....I was going to be a mother.  I sat on the bed and cried.  I couldnt believe it!

Called Shane in Colorado.  He couldn't really talk he was in the middle of a tour through a site.  I blurted it out.  I couldnt wait.  All he could say is 'really?' and 'that is very cool'  I think he was in a bit of shock.  I went to work that day feeling the best I have ever felt.

With all this being said....I still say it is because Grandma got up there and threw a fit for this to happen.