So the test was negative. I ran out the door, holding my morning piddle, for another pregnancy test. It turns out that I am not pregnant. Even the first test I thought read positive wasn't. Disappointment. But what this 24 hours of baby brain showed me is that I'm ready. I have my Mister, we have the support and I know I will be a great Mom.
I felt funny this entire Christmas vacation. Extra sentimental and unamused by common amusments. "Indulgent" was a word that kept running through my head as Mister and I lined up outside overpriced change rooms. Something had changed over these last week. I felt different.