Parts of this may horrify some of you. I never planned on having children and believed that the batteries in my biological clock were well and truly dead. However, on Christmas Day 2006, after we drank our way through everything in the house including the duty free cupboard we got a bit carried away!
Late January, I knew in the back of my mind that I was pregnant (sore boobs, etc) so I went off to a chemists, one where no one would recognize me, and bought a pregnancy test. I came home, peed all over my hand and to my great relief it was negative. But, I knew it must be wrong, so off I went again to get another one and no big surprise this one was positive!
I was in utter shock and in my true fashion I wandered to the shop at the end of the road and bought 20 fags and 4 of the largest tins of beer I could get. I then returned home smoked all the fags and drank all the beer and called my best friend in tears somewhere in the middle. She managed to calm me down.
When hubby arrived home I had the fire going and made him sit down in front of it. Then I presented him with a present…gift wrapped and all. Inside were these:
It took him a moment, but he was over the moon and then……I passed out!
So how did you tell your other half?
Please note: I did give up all this silly business during my pregnancy!