>At 3 a.m. this morning I was woken by the need to pee. Although the last thing I wanted to do was get out of bed (I was not only tired, but it was, for once, cold here and I didn’t want to lose my warm spot) I headed to the bathroom.
My period was expected Friday, at the latest, and had yet to show itself, so I grabbed a pregnancy test on the way.
As I played Yahtzee on my iPhone, waiting for the three minutes to pass, I contemplated the three minutes I could be spending in my warm bed.
I picked up the test, only to see TWO lines, rather than the familiar one.
As I crawled back in bed, J rolled over and put his hand on my arm. I whispered, “There were two lines.”
That kind of news makes sleeping difficult, so he got up and played video games, and I laid on the bed watching Arrested Development until I could get back to sleep.
And so began the need for a new blog.