May 20, 2010
"Aunt Flo" never missed a visit. So when I got to 3 days and still no Flo I started to worry. I went to Walgreens on my lunch break and bought a pregnancy test. Nervous as crap I walked up to the cashier. As I am walking out the door she says, "I hope you get the answer you are looking for!" Really? There should be laws against saying crap like that! I have worked many places and there have been times when I could have chimed in with a smart alec comment to my customer. But I didn't. Why? Because its rude and it's just not good customer service.
Since I didn't want this lady standing outside the ladies room door waiting for the results I decided to go across the street to Arby's. I figured I could just grab a bite to eat while I was there.
Yep, folks it was in the Arby's ladies room in Carmel, Indiana that I found out I was pregnant.
So, now it's time to tell Brian. I called him while I tried to eat my Arby's Roast Beef and Cheddar. He knew something was wrong. I told him I was having a bad day and that I would like for him to get off work early.
Once we got back to the house I acted like I was folding laundry in the spare bedroom. He stood in the doorway and I mentioned that I was thinking about painting the room yellow or lavender. As he tried to say "Why? I like this color" I say "because I think it would look great for a nursery"
The look on his face was priceless. The news came as a shock but he took it well. I couldn't ask for a better man and father of child.
Just to be sure that the test wasn't wrong of course, I went and got another test. It was positive.
After news like that we did what anyone else would do. We went out for Mexican. Life as we knew it was coming to an abrupt halt. Now we had to figure out how to tell OUR PARENTS
