Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Trevor was right

Trevor was right.  I was a week late, and I just figured my body was being weird and acting just a little bit "off".  Right when I told Trev I was late, he said I was pregnant.  I continued to deny it and laughed at him.  I didn't even see the point of taking a test since I figured there was no way I could be preggers.  Lo and behold, a little blue plus sign instead of a minus sign.  I sat in the bathroom in a stupor until Trevor came home and I let him know that, yes, he'd been right all along these past few days.  

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