Don't Wand me, Bro.
That's my 4th positive. I keep taking them because I'm OCD but also...well. That's pretty much the extent of it. I called my Doctor to make an appointment and found out she moved. I have a new Doctor, an impossibly adorable tiny little lady I've only only spoken to twice. She actually forced my Dr. to make MFM schedule me before my 20 weeks scan to check on Elijah last time. I'm a little nervous but it's the good kind. I'm irritated my appointment for confirmation (Or the "let's see if you're faking ya big phoney! " appt as I so affectionately refer to it.) Isn't for almost 2 weeks and my ultrasound is a week and a half after that. These bitches don't know my nerves. I calm myself down by 1. Eating burritos and 2. Peeing on a stick. I'm obsessed with the darkening lines. A friend asked what I thought I was doing when she saw me prepping the following photo. I replied " What?! I like to line them up. It's like a little urine rainbow."
Don't be grossed out. I washed my hands after. These are the best ones to keep, she said to the other Obsessive Compulsive ladies in the viewing audience. The stick kind fade after a few days and take on a decidedly pee stained facade. You don't want that in your baby book. I'm just saying, Eew.
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