How I "told" James...

I think it is time for a few pregnancy stories...One of my favorites is how James found out he was going to be a daddy.
Date: Friday May 28, 2010
Time: 6:00 am
Back up to Thursday....I was at work, not feeling too spunky. I started feeling a little nauseated, nothing terrible, just slightly sick to my stomach. One benefit at working at Christ Health Center is all day medical advice. I talked to the doc, took some Zofran, and went on my merry way. They hygenist in her infinite wisdom (she has 2 kiddos), made the comment "Are you sure you should take medicine for that?" Clueless me didnt even know what she meant. Fast forward to that night about 3 am....I am laying in bed, feeling a little strange again. Hmmm...I realize what she was implying, and lay awake for several hours contemplating. At around 5:30, I can't take it anymore, so I quietly head to the bathroom . I remember I have one pregnancy test from my bachelorette party that Lacey (SIL) gave me as a gag gift (certainly handy now).  I pull it out, do what you are suppose to, look down and don't really see anything. Hmmm...I think well, that was crazy, whatever, must just be coming down with something. I head to the car to clean it out because we are headed to the beach with the fam for Memorial weekend. A few minutes later, James walks out (in his boxers), holding the test in his hand and says, "Seriously, THIS is how you tell me??????!!!!". I said, "What? I didn't really see anything. He asked me if I read the box. Well, no, I don't tend to read instructions. He asked if I waited more than 10 seconds. Well, no, I don't tend to wait very well. He points out the TWO distinct lines and their meaning. Hmmm...guess I was wrong.