It was at an innocent doctor's visit where I sarcastically said, "Well I am not pregnant" as the doctor walked into the room with the urine test results. She gave me sad eyes, bit her lip and then said,
"Actually, you are."
There, time froze. Shocked to the bones. The doctor talked and talked, and I nodded though I couldn't hear a word she was saying. I left the office with a dazed smile, and performed a laugh and cry alternation cycle all the way home.
This is how I found out there was a little babe brewing up inside of me. What seemed like a practical joke from the Lady Doctor, wasn't. I was in fact pregnant with babe no. 2.
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