So after a shaky start yesterday with an all to early wake up alarm from Iona (0650 – not impressed) we managed to eek out getting out of bed until around 0830 ish, with much bouncing and impatience to get on with the day from Iona and zero enthusiasm to move from Octavia or I…. (and 0650 was still an hours lie in from my normal week day start time for me!)
So due to continued laziness on my part I didn’t bother going for the run I had planned (and it was mothers day) and so showered first, and then started the argument with Iona over what she would be wearing, as I was fighting I’s into her top I was presented with a recently pissed on stick, the one that has the ability to strike the fear right into the heart of any man, except me. This one finally showed us what we wanted, where in the past there has been a line, there was a cross, and all things being equal I’m going to be a dad again at the end of November.
Boy is Iona in for a shock when she isn’t the centre of our world anymore.
So to check the reading, another stick was used later in the day, the cross on this one not coming through as strongly as in the morning, is Octavia pregnant or not, another stick was used the next morning just to be really really sure, that was positive as well.
Of course the first thing Octavia will have to do when she visits the doctors is piss on another stick!
So fingers crossed now.
