You’re official. Test date: May 11, 2015
Your mother called me upstairs to “help” her with something, which I took to be code word for sex. Instead, she pops a package called “Clearblue” in my face, which is hard to decipher what it is from the words, but one only need to look at the picture on the box.
It took your mother a little longer than usual to start peeing. She never has problems with that. I can’t imagine why.
She charged me with waiting for the result. It was one of those moments you don’t remember exactly how you feel, but you can probably make a good guess about it: shock, disbelief, fear, a realization that our lives as individuals is officially over, and maybe a dash of excitement.
Yep. You’ve been kicking around inside her since the week of April 20. We asked ourselves whether we should go out and buy a few more pregnancy tests, but taking a few more tests probably won’t change the result. The stick don’t lie.