How We Found Out

I was nitpicking every thing Bobby was doing, saying, and when he breathed the wrong way. Of course, I figured it was just PMS. I'm still not late, by the way. I am due tomorrow, lol. Anyhoo, Bobby said, "Why are you being so crabby and emotional? One minute you're laughing, and the next you're crying. I bet you're pregnant." Well, to prove him wrong (or right), I drove to Rite Aid and bought a pregnancy test and a dry erase board that we needed. The cashier asked me, "Oh, are you trying?" "Well, not really, but kind of," were my exact words back.

I got home, ran to the bathroom, and peed on a stick. Two lines. "BABE!" We hugged, and we both instinctively called mom. His call went through. She, of course, didn't believe him till he swore on Grandma Ferguson. The entire time, Bubbas just looked at us like we were crazy. We were.