Finding out my wife is pregnant

Now that we've been to the doctor and everything is official, I'm remembering back to when I first found out my wife is pregnant.

I hear a cry for my name and answer the call. "I'm pregnant" my wife yelled as I was laying on the couch.

I got up and went to the bathroom. There on the counter was a pee stick pregnancy test. I'd seen them before. My wife wanted to be pregnant and she was checking and hoping almost since the day we were married.

I remembered seeing wierd false positve like results on tests in the past. I would look at the questionable stick and it would be a negative sign with just a hint of a line down the middle. The box explains similar results which could mean positive... but in our case it was negative each time I gave a second opinion.

This time when I looked, it was undeniably a positve test result.

I don't know exactly how to explain the feeling I had. It wasn't quite disbelief, because I understood the whole process and could see the results right in front of me. I wasn't quite afraid, though I do ponder the challenges ahead. I felt like I was happy... I guess.

I say "I guess" with a smile, as I know I was happy. However, my wife would explain that I didn't show I was happy.

I remember it as a time when I felt a bit proud and deep in thought. My wife remembers it as me saying something like "yep, you're pregnant" and then going back to my work.

Oops!

Any guy reading this, remember to hug your lady when she tells you she's pregnant (and probably other important stuff too).

In an effort to be the best dad I can be... I'll try to remember, more hugs.

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