I stare at the unopened box, willing myself to grab it. But I just can't. The longer I wait, the more I want to wait. What is wrong with me? I know it won't go away if I just ignore it, so why am I torturing myself like this?
Finally, in the words of Nike, I just do it. I put it on the counter and jump into the shower so I don't have to sit and wait and freak out. Instead I freak out while simultaneously taking a hot shower... relaxing, no? Trying to take deep breaths...
I get out, dry off, and head upstairs without looking... sometimes I have willpower, go figure. After I get dressed, I come back down to see this...
PREGNANT
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