It wasn’t that I was three days late getting my period. No that couldn’t possibly be the first indication. I was eating a bowl of cereal (which I never do) and I got nauseous. A light came on, hmmm maybe I should go get a pregnancy test.
I loggygag to Publix get a $9.99 test because I couldn’t possibly be pregnant at 38, right? Use the restroom and BAM POSITIVE.
Well Shit! So here will be a whole other category in the blog. Yay me!
