I took the test a week before the doctor recommended (remember, we were trying...I knew when to test) and I was fully expecting disappointment. When the two lines appeared I didn't know what to do, but I did know I wanted to tell my husband in a more creative way than showing him a recently peed on stick (Gross - I know, you get my point.)
I drove to work in a daze and crying (tears of joy, obviously.) When my sister called I swore I wasn't going to tell her, but then she asked those magical words...you know the ones "whatcha doin'" okay, okay - not magical, but nonetheless I couldn't hold back the tears so I responded "oh, ya know - just crying over the positive pregnancy test I got this morning."
When I got to work I still couldn't shut my trap. I shared the news with two of my coworkers who I knew would be asking me if I had taken a test anyway...they were pretty in tune with my adventures in baby making. During lunch the three of us went to the store to find something to help tell daddy.

The remainder of the night was filled with frequent deep breaths by the father-to-be. And a few by the mother-to-be.
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Aaaaaand as I was about to post - I realized Chris technically wasn't in the top 5 because my doctor and a few nurses knew since I wanted to make sure it was safe to get the flu shot. WHOOPS. Sorry, honey. #youwereinthetop10