Absolutely positively

So, yes, I did have a positive test on my hands, but when I used the phrase, "Now that I'm pregnant," my husband stopped in his tracks, and gave me the "look" that said "don't get your hopes up." I did still have to wait nearly 48 hours for the blood test.

That was just not going to happen.

The next day, I phoned Fruitless and Fabulous, and fooled everybody by telling them that I wouldn't be around on the day my blood test was due, and I needed it drawn that day.

Longest 3 hours of my life!

HCG = 119.

Magic number!

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