Three years ago today was my first BFP. I had been "feeling funny", so I thought I might as well test. DH was on the phone with his brother dealing with family business, so after a late night at work, I ran to get some HPTs. I called my sister because I didn't even know what kind to buy.
When I returned home from the store, DH was still on the phone. I waited for him to hang up, but after an hour, I decided to poas. Using a CBE digital, I went for it not really knowing what to expect. Lo and behold, it said pregnant. I couldn't believe it. Only ten days after returning from our honeymoon, we were expecting.
I went to tell DH, and he was STILL on the phone. I sat on our bed in shock just waiting for him. After what seemed like years, he finally came in to our room and asked, "How was your day?"
I told him very simply that my day was "pretty good until I got . . . (cue bawling) . . . huh-huh-hhoooommmmmme." Looking at me in utter confusion, DH just stood there.
I then blurted out, "I'm pregnant!" He came and hugged his crying wife and told me it was good.
"Isn't this what you wanted?" he asked.
"Yes," I continued to cry, "but I'm scared!"
Little did I know how scared I really need to be.