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another lovely sunday morning. it's really too bad that i woke up feeling extremely nauseous. as soon as i has swung my feet to the floor, i had the urge to vomit. i ran across the hall to the bathroom, and got sick. this is the third day that i've gotten sick this week, my husband roger hasn't noticed, mainly because he leaves early in the mornings to go record the new queen album; a night at the opera.
i was honestly confused as to how or why i was getting so sick. then it hit me, i haven't had my period yet. i'm exactly three days late. and i know, periods can be a little late sometimes. but mine never are. holy shit.
i didn't exactly know how to handle this, so i take a shower, then go to the store. i walk up and down the aisles until i find the pregnancy tests, i grab the first one i see and check out.
i put the box in my purse, and begin the short walk home. all of the moms pushing their babies in their strollers, i can't help but get excited. if there is a baby growing inside of me, i know that i'll be excited, but what about roger? we never really talked about having a baby, i don't know how he feels about having kids.
i push all negative thoughts out of my mind as i reached our house. unlocking the door, i kicked my, well roger's sneakers off, going immediately to the upstairs bathroom.
i follow all of the directions on the box, washing my hands after i was done. i can't help but feel anxious about this. i look at myself in the mirror, imagining myself with a protruding stomach, i smile and place my hand on my stomach. i tilt my head to the left kind of hoping that i am pregnant.
enough time has gone by, so i flip the test to where i can read into the little window. "holy shit." i whisper. there's going to be a baby taylor.
i take the test with me as i walk downstairs. i call the studio in hopes that roger would answer.
"hello. we're very busy who is this?" freddie asks through the phone.
"fred, love, it's me y/n. is roger available?" i ask and freddie shrieks.
"hello my darling! no, he's recording at the moment. why don't you come down here and watch? it's quite entertaining." he suggests to me and i agree.
"okay. i'll be there in about ten minutes?" i ask with a smile as i look down at the pregnancy test.
"alright my dear! i'll keep this conversation between us, we can surprise him!" freddie says with i'm sure a smile on his face.
"okay freddie. i'll see you then. goodbye love." i say as i hung up the phone.
i grab my purse as i slipped my sneakers back on. i need to think of a way to tell him. i don't just want to give him the test, so i head back to the store and look around the baby section.
