So while I was in the bathroom, Ryan groggily yells "turn off the light!" I was so excited about the possibility of getting a "positive" result that I told him cheerfully "don't worry about it, I'm coming back to bed in a few minutes." I'm waiting for the results to show, and I hear him again "TURN OFF THE LIGHTS or CLOSE THE DOOR. DO SOMETHING!" Again, I just blew him off in a cheerful tone because I had just noticed that light second line. WOOHOO! Now I need to tell Ryan. So I skip (probably literally) back into the bedroom and shake him to wake him up. He said again "Please babe, turn off the light." And I replied, "No Ry...you HAVE to wake up! It's POSITIVE!" And Ryan replied with "I'm POSITIVE you need to turn off that light!"
I then was laughing so hard, that he woke up a little more and realized what I had actually meant. He was sleepily ecstatic...which is asking a lot from Ryan at 5:00am in the morning. At that moment, we knew everything would change. A wonderful change.
Later that day I took another test. Then on Friday I took another...just to make sure. With each test, the second line got darker and darker. By the third test shown here, I was finally convinced. Yes, definitely pregnant.
These belly pictures are from Friday May 20. I was 4 weeks and 3 days at this point.
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