Sometimes techonology IS NOT my friend…
I am truly beginning to hate pregnancy tests. The digital kind is by far the worst. There is something so cold about the “NOT PREGNANT” that flashes on the tiny screen after 3 minutes of agonizing torture mixed with hope. For what seemed like the hundredth time this week, I slammed the negative test into the trashcan, spouting out more curse words that included some directed toward the creators of the evil digital test. I have decided that I don’t like pregnancy tests that communicate to me in English. It’s too personal… I am an old fashioned two-pink-lines-means-your-pregnant kind of girl. Tomorrow morning we go in for a blood test that will confirm what we already suspect.
