Two bars the EPT showed, it was positive.
A mother to be, that is what it revealed.
My heart was racing, and shaky were my hands
Now all that was left was to tell my husband
That morning I was the happiest I’d ever been.
A wandering mind, and some mattress jumping,
It would be nine months to wait, to unveil my seed.
But how would I break the news to the next of kin?
Soon there were toddlers all over, and they filled out my carpet.
Nope! It was just my imagination, I couldn’t help it
Pondering over sterilizing bottles and changing diapers,
Not even an hour since knowing, and I was already singing lullabies.
I stared into my mirror cradling a tucked in pillow bump.
My face manifested happiness, I could see the glow.
The Daddy would soon be here, so what am I to tell?
I thought out ways to surprise him well.
A ‘Happy Father’s Day’ text, or bake a bun in the oven?
Maybe I should give him the EPT telling him to read the ‘thermometer’!
So many interesting ideas but I settled for the latter.
Quickly, I jumped to my feet, when the doorbell rang all of a sudden.
In my pajamas I darted to the door
A deep breath in, I grasped its handle.
But when I pulled it open, I just couldn’t be obscurant,
I smiled at him and screamed , “I’m pregnant!”