I'd been feeling like getting AF and cervix was low/hard, but I hit day 30 and I never hit day 30 under the most extreme stress.
So, I tested the next morning and it was positive in 3 seconds. I shook and cried silently so as not to wake everyone up. Later that day, DS was whining how he was impatient and wanted a baby in my tummy, I looked like wellll. Ran and told DH I took the test what do you think it said (without any expression trying to not reveal my joy) he said no? I shook head no. and he was kinda like darn.
So, I had to press it and said. No, it didn't say no, I am. He was surprised and happy and came out and told DS who was VERY surprised and happy. Then DH asked to see the test, LOL. I pulled it out unsure if all those hours later it still showed (I tested the SECOND time I peed that night at 5am) and mentioned that I took a photo of it just in case it changed and he wanted to see with his own eyes. :P
3 days before my birthday, no less. I really didn't think I'd get the one gift I wanted.

Since then DH has been listening to my tummy to what he thinks is the baby's heartbeat.







But I'd been charting and obsessively noting symptoms and so on. DH was party to my incessant ranting on the subject, so he wasn't exactly in the dark. I went to the midwife's for a free test because I was too cheap to buy one (heh), and I was totally unsurprised when it came up positive. I just said "Yep, that looks positive" and the midwife got all worried and asked if I wanted to be pregnant.
Then I had to get bloods done and stuff, and by the time I got home the midwife had rung DH to say she was worried she'd sold me two bottles of folic acid instead of one folic acid and one iodine. She didn't exactly say I was pregnant, but DH kind of assumed.
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