Maybe a baby??

Want to know who is the WORST POAS-pusher in the history of America? Nate. Hands-down. & of course, I cave to him every single time. So last night before Grey’s began, he suggests that I pee. “Come on, babe…it’s only a dollar,” he pressured. So I grudgingly trudged into the bathroom, peed in a plastic yellow cup, squirted 4 pee dew drops on the test & low & behold….this:

The most faint BFP in the history of the universe. Seriously, we were tilting the test every way possible, SWEARING we saw something but wondering if it was just that we knew what to look for. So I took a picture, blew it up, darkened it…and the line was there, but faint. (I doubt you can see it on your screen unless you have the blinding rays of a huge iMac)

We counted it as a negative, though. Because you shouldn’t have to do circus tricks with a pee stick to see the line.

This morning, I woke up to a lower temp. & vomiting. At the same time. & I think my stockmarket chart goes down in the books as the weirdest & ugliest BFP chart EVAH:

I padded into the bathroom at 6:20 am, peed sans glasses or contacts — miraculously, did not pee on my hand. Put the pee stick on the bedside table, & curled up in bed with Nate again, just like I did when I tested for Harpie. & just like Harpie, the line slowly showed up:

Faint, but perfectly wonderful We are over the moon excited. Truly, I have no words to convey the utter & absolute JOY that I feel today. Nate is so, so, so excited — his reaction & thrill is so precious to me. He is already so much more animated about Harpie Jr. than he ever was about Harpie.

So here we are again — pregnant, joyful, & deep in prayer. Remember, if you know me in real life, keep your dirty trap shut We will tell our parents next week after we are sure it is not a chemical pregnancy (which is a huge fear of mine right now), but won’t be breaking the news publically at least until after the first ultrasound.