The News

On February 7, 2004 I found myself sitting in the doctors office after 2 missed periods. I suppose I could have went to the drug store and purchased a home pregnancy test but I was not thinking pregnancy. I was thinking stress or possibly menopause catching up to my older body. 

Sitting across the desk from me that day as I waited for my test results was a petite young woman with a short Bob haircut. Holding in her hands were two things. She had a piece of paper in one hand and a pregnancy test, the drug store kind, in the other hand. She smiled slightly and said the three words I never thought I would hear. She said, " You are pregnant!"

I tried to contain my shock as I asked her if she was sure. She showed me the test again and I swallowed hard trying to process what I had just heard. I was happy when my brief moment of shock wore off. 

My sister was there with me and after I walked out the office into the waiting room I told my sister the news and she was over the moon happy. The next person I had to tell was my sons father. 

When I got home I called him. After I told him the news I heard a loud thug hit the floor. I wasn't sure if it was him fainting or the phone dropping on the floor. So, a few seconds later I heard a hello back to my numerous Hello's. Apparently, he dropped the phone to the floor not his body. I was glad it was only the phone. A few minutes of silence followed the Hello's and after he processed the words I told him he was more then happy. 

And so the journey began.