SURPRISE!!!

I'm not sure if it was a late birthday surprise or an early anniversary present but either way we will take it! So here is the story...I was complaining one day about how tender my womanliness was and that I woke up in the night and had to go to the ladies room. So my sister Marenda said "your pregnant! You are taking a pregnancy test in the morning!" I said "no way I'm pregnant!" So the next morning, July 10th, I awoke to the crinkle of plastic in the bathroom and Marenda poking her head out of the bathroom telling me the test was all ready. She had laid it out very carefully on the counter for me and if we were younger she probably would have stayed in the bathroom in case I needed moral support. I just laughed and thought I had better get it done so I could dispel her belief that I was pregnant. Almost instantaneously and even before the other lines showed up the positive line showed up. After I almost passed out and took a lap around the house I went back to make sure I wasn't delusional. After all it was a dollar store test so there must be something wrong with it. Nothing had changed so I picked it up and went to the kitchen where Marenda was feeding Addie and I grunted something and held out the test to her. Marenda screamed and hugged me and by this time my mom and dad came up stairs to see what all the commotion was and I got a look of surprise and excitement from my mom followed by hugs all around. Well after breakfast Marenda showed me all of her slightly traumatic pregnancy/childbirth books, we figured out that I was due around March 10th (give or take several days) and we went off to the store for more proof that I was really pregnant. There I got test #2 (by the way, let me apologize to those of you who may be grossed out by the picture of the test, I promise it is totally sanitary!) and some surprises to take home to Preston.
I felt bad that Preston wasn't there when I found out that I was pregnant but it was also kind of fun because I was able to take some time to think of a cute way to break the news. I was flying home that night, thank goodness, because if it had been any longer I don't think I could have made it. He opened the frame first and said "oh, nice." Which translated means "I have no idea why you would buy me a frame." So I waited while he looked at each part of the frame slowly until he got to the picture of the positive test and he looked at me and said "REALLY?!?!?" to which I replied "yes!" and then he tackled me. There is probably no greater show of affection from the male world than being tackled and kissed! It was an overall awesome day!