I was making breakfast, because I was hungry, but as soon as I smelt food, I ran into the bathroom and got sick.
I then made a mental note to grab a pregnancy test from the corner shop, since I had been puking every morning for a week.
So I got dressed, grabbed some shoes, grabbed a shopping bag and headed for the corner shop.
"Ron!, I'm going to the corner shop!, do you want anything?!"
"No!, I think you're good Lexa!"
"Ok!"
So I walked to the corner shop, grabbed some food for dinner that night, and grabbed a couple of pregnancy tests, because I wasn't risking it with one.
I ran back home, grabbed both pregnancy tests and I peed on both, only for both to come back positive.
"Ron!"
"Lexa, are you ok?"
"I have something to tell you"
"Is it bad?"
"(Giggles), no, it's quite good news actually, I, uh, I'm pregnant"
"Bloody hell"
