Congratulations! It's a...blue line!

The night was November 6th around 10pm and Ana and I were in our second week of trying to 'make a baby'; we both thought that it would take at least three months to get her pregnant. We (Ana) had the ovulation times down, the cycles memorized, stocked up on pregnancy tests and were ready to begin.....Well its Monday night, apparently Ana felt the need to practice taking a pregnancy test. Unknown to me she took it and then promptly threw it away. God only knows what made her go get it out of the garbage. At this point I walk into our room and find her with the most unusual look on her face. The best way I can describe it is fear, like freaked out fear and crazy, like insane loopy crazy; you know that look, we have all seen it in someone we love, the one that creates a million thoughts to cram into your mind all at the same time, anyway after we go to the store to get more tests (just to make sure we were really pregnant), it is confirmed that she is pregnant. We jump around and scream with Roberto. Wow! We are gonna have a baby!