A BFP and spontaneous hugs in the store

I actually didn't even intend to test this morning. It surely would be too early -- no need to prematurely crush your hopes and all that.

But then I got to thinking, "You know, you have three of those little buggers. You wouldn't be that upset if you don't get that second line yet, now will you? It's like a science experiment!"

So there you go. All good science experiements should involve human pee.

And the first thing I said?

"Where's my camera?!" Yep, that's me.

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I do have another weblog that I have regularly posted to for quite a few years now, but since everybody I know and all my mamma's friends know about that site, I'm gonna keep all the oh-boy-we're-havin'-a-baby stuff hidden away deep within the internet until we, you know, tell people. Hopefully I can keep my trap shut until Christmas. We'll see how that goes.

Right now, at this very moment, only two people in the world know. Myself and the lady that rang me up in the Fanatical Fan Sports Store in the mall. I went by there earlier today to get some Fanatical Fan-branded baby gear to break the news to The Husband with. At first the lady guessed I was going to a baby shower.

"No, actually . . ." I replied, " . . . and, oh my God, you're the first person I'm actually telling, but I just found out I'm about to have a baby, and this is how I'm gonna tell my husband . . ."

At this point I started to loose it, then she started to loose it, and she ran around the counter and gave me a big hug and her congratulations. It was a wonderful moment, actually, and the first time so far I've had a happy cry about the news -- of course, I've only known positively myself for about 12 hours.

The Husband will be home soon, then three people in the world will know. I know I will cry when I see the look on his face.