it was august 17, 2009. i woke up earlier than usual. my body had felt different from previous "time of the months". letting my woman's intuition guide me, i got up from bed and stumbled through the dark early morning hours to take a pregnancy test. yup, just as i suspected. it was positive. i non-chalantly walked the test over to mark.
"hey baby. wake up." i slightly jolted his shoulder. "wake up."
"huh?"
i showed him the test.
with one eye opened, he said "it's negative."
"no baby, look." i turned on his bedside lamp. he looked at the test, this time taking more time to focus on the tiny result window, then looked up at me and smiled.
"ohhhhhhhhhh."
mark scooted himself toward the middle of the bed, motioning me to lay next to him. dudley nestled himself closer to us as if he knew too. in silence, the three of us took in the moment.
eventually, the daily alarm went off and we got up and got ready for work, but this time, knowing our lives would never be the same again.
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