Last week, my “monthlies” didn’t come as expected but I ignored it since I had just started a new job. After all, stress can delay a period. A week went by, I knew I wasn’t stressed but I figured, “Huh, has happened before and the pregnancy test was negative.”
On Saturday, which was yesterday, I remembered that I hadn’t paid my rent yet. I called around and found out that the closest Shopper’s Drug Mart had a post office in it that was open on weekends. I decided to down and get the money order made, listened to my music while walking along the street. Said Good Morning to a few strangers just because I felt content with the way the day was going.
I reached my destination, purchased my money order and walked by the home pregnancy test aisle. I decided that I should buy one to check if that was why my period was missing. I bought one and went walking home, I walked down the street and got offered a ride by an old man. He made me feel creepy so I declined and kept walking. I walked by the future City Hall building, where I got hit on by the construction workers (How cliche of them, BTW) and continued my journey.
I came into my apartment, locked the door, put the money order into a safe place so that i could deliver it on Monday. I waltzed into the washroom, read the instructions just so I wouldn’t fuck up. Sat down, pissed on the stick, capped the stick, and went to go get my cigarettes. After finding my cigarette and lighter, I came into the bathroom, put the cigarette into my mouth, picked up the test and spit out the cigarette because the test said “Pregnant”
My man wasn’t home and I had no way to reach him but I needed to tell someone. So I called my Grandma, who is legally my mother, and told her the news. She was half asleep but she was WIDE awake pretty quick! After the call, I spent hours waiting for my man to get home from work and when 7PM rolled around, I heard him coming up the steps, and knocking. I unlocked the door and practically assaulted him with the piss stick.
He stared at it for awhile, until he saw that it said Pregnant. After which, he did a lot of babbling, smiling and hugging but not before nearly falling down the stairs.
So yesterday was a hectic day for me, and I imagine that the next 8+ months will be hectic as well.
I don’t imagine that anyone really gives a shit, but its my blog, and I wanted to share the news with people who happen to give a shit.
So now, I have quit smoking, as well as drinking pepsi & coke. They say drinking pepsi&coke is fine if done in moderation but I have no clue what that means.