With my period now 5 days late and not a pre-menstrual cramp in sight we tested again (this time with a "First Response" test not a "Tesco" own brand one)
I couldn't watch whilst the liquid crept slowly across the view panel of the test, I kept trying to convince myself that I didn't mind what the outcome was, and that it was unlikely to be positive after having got a negative result only a few days before.
The minutes seemed like hours as we both waited...
"Well what does it say?" I ask Hubby,
"It's got two lines!" he says.
I am sure he wasn't even sure himself if that was a good thing or a bad thing to start with.
I, the strong, empowered female, made an utter fool of myself by squealing like a piggy and then bursting in to tears...