I'm "late" and my breast are sore and heavy. I jokingly ask Errol if he thinks my breasts look bigger. He joked back with a "yes, I must be pregnant" This plays on my mind all day and on my way back from work, I pass the chemist and ring Errol and ask him if he thinks I should buy a test. I come home with 2 tests and am chatting away to Errol and not really paying attention to what I am doing or where I am supposed to be looking. After a while I notice two red lines! I call Errol and tell him I think he better come and have a look at it. Naturally he is OVERJOYED! I am in complete shock and cannot believe I can actually be pregnant!
I go off to Weight Watchers because I think I am putting on weight. On the way back I tell Clare in the car and freak out. She insists we do the other test when I get home. Once again 2 stripes and this time stronger than the first test.
Clare and Errol are jumping for joy. I am taking a while to absorb all the news and still cannot believe it.
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Wow hon. This makes me want to start thinking about having a little nunu. So exciting!
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