After the negative test, somehow i could not accept that test result, though it was likely to be true. I checked the stick after 5 mins, 10 mins, 15 mins and then i threw it in dustbin.
At night after cleaning when i opened the dustbin to throw some more garbage, i saw a very light second line appearing on the pregnancy kit. I couldn't help checking it a few more times.
When we went to bed i could not fall asleep. To clear my mind I took my phone and started googling on accuracy of home pregnancy tests.
It read - good time for test is early morning with first urine. During the day time it is possible not to have accurate result. I decided to do the test again in the morning.
So far i hadn't told Ashu about the negative test or something. It wasn't that we were planning for sometime but still somehow i was so convinced that morning test will be positive and then i will tell him giving him a surprise. So now laying in bed my mind went journeying on how to tell him, what will he react? How shall i announce it to him? Finally i decided something and fall asleep.
In the morning i woke up early. Rushed to bathroom and took the test. I was so convinced already on the outcome, and it did come true to my expectations when i looked at the stick.
I ran upstairs to the study room.
Took a card paper (which i had bought thinking to create home-made cards, someday!), scribbled a few words with sketch pen.
Folded it and inside glued the stick with result. (Yes i did wash it before doing all this)
Then i took the paper, went to bedroom where Ashu's mobile was charging and placed it beneath his cell so he will read when he will go for his cell before leaving for office.
Then i continued with routine. Went for a shower. Ashu was in hurry to leave early for some morning meeting so we hardly talked.
I was upstairs ironing my dress when i heard him calling that he is leaving. I heard him going to charging point for cell.
Silence for a minute.
Then i heard him calling me...
Lopiiii...is this true?
In two minutes he was upstairs in ironing room running with that hand-written paper in his hand.
He looked at me. smiled.
He couldn't stop repeating it for a minute and then he hugged me tight, we stood there like that and we danced for a minute with our eyes wet :)
So that was the day we knew, we had our little one coming.
I took doctor appointment for next week, and then the wait started.
That was 22nd September 2011.
PS. I did tell Suz about my doctor appointment, and she couldn't be any more excited. She called me especially in the evening for confirmation after i returned from doctor! After all she was the only one who knew even before we knew!