I'm in denial. I tested three times Friday, but I couldn't see anything until 20 minutes or so passed. "It's an evaporation line". That's what I told myself over and over again, and believed. Saturday morning I POAS for a fourth time, and after 20 minutes, the line was even more faint than the previous tests. That was my confirmation that this cycle was over. Those damn internet cheapies played a cruel game with my mind.
DH and I ate breakfast and I went back upstairs to finish getting ready. I couldn't resist. For the 5th time, I tested. This time it was with a +/- test, so I knew there would be no guessing. What the hell do you know?! It was definitely a +!!! I feel to my knees and starting crying hysterically. After a good 10 minutes, I pulled myself together long enough to grab DH's "surprise" and set it at the top of the stairs. I called for him to come help me. (He always tries to help pick out my clothes, so he assumed that was what I wanted) I sat on the bed and waited while he picked up the card and box and studied it. I directed him to open the card first, which said something along the lines of, "You're going to shine at your new job", and the inside, "As if you don't shine enough already". I wrote at the bottom, "I'm so proud of you baby. I love you. A." In the box was a t-shirt that said, "Fatherhood, the toughest job you'll ever love." As soon as he opened it he teared up and grabbed me. He just kept repeating, "Is this real? Are you serious?" That was one of the most amazing moments of my life so far.
I'm in love with this child already. This is our baby, the deepest symbol of our love for one another. Thank you Lord, for you are the only one who could ever understand what this means to us. Thank you.