Today I dared to pee on a stick. Actually, my bravery began a few days ago when I got on my bike and rode to the drugstore to pick up the pregnancy test. I did my best to ride slow and not to sweat and more importantly, not to fall.
I had to do a u-turn on an unpaved road because they were doing construction. Don’t fall. I rode to town and the Kruidvat was closed. It was the day of the worker; everyone’s resting but me. And of course, my in-laws had warned me about that last week but I forgot.
So yesterday I went again and everything was open and I tried not to make eye contact with the woman at the counter as I laid down six pregnancy tests. Have a nice day, she said. Continue reading