A little trip down memory lane.
The morning we found out I did not tell Brent I was going to take a test. I thought it would probably be negative and it was very early to check anyway. But I wanted him to be there when I took it, so I got up when he did at 5:30AM and snuck to the bathroom to take the test. Negative, so I threw it away, kisssed him goodbye and went back to bed. Three hours later I woke up and wandered into the bathroom, happened to glance in the wastebasket and did a double take when I saw a HUGE PINK LINE!! Then I had to find a sneaky way to go meet him at work to tell him in person.
This is a picture of me when I thought I was "showing". Ha.
