Once I knew, I knew. And there was no waiting. He agreed to run to the store for me at 10 PM so that I could end the suspense. Then, when he returned, I couldn't take the test. I feared inconclusive results far more than either answer, and I knew the morning test was more reliable. So, wait it was.
But at 3 AM, there was no more waiting. I was awake and needing to go, and so 3 AM it was to take the test. I fumbled in the dark bedroom for the stopwatch, the box. I squinted in the bright bathroom light, feeling my kidneys explode with pain as I skimmed through the directions. Two minutes. Read at two minutes. Got it, go. Glance down at 10 seconds...What? My heart was racing. I knew it, but there it was before me, the evidence.
Welcome, baby. You are well loved.
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