Last night we tried to fix the pump in our washing machine. After lots of sweating by Marshall & me, we thought we had it fixed. I threw a load in only to see it start leaking from a different area. Since Marshall flew out to Minneapolis today I was desperate to have a working washer. We went to sacrament meeting and Marshall came home to work on the washing machine while I went to the rest of the block. I came home and Marshall told me he thought he'd fixed it and was running a load of laundry. The he just stared at me for a minute.
"Are you pregnant?" he asked.
I was totally caught off guard to this question but I could tell he'd been thinking about it a lot. Maybe fatherly intuition, but he was definitely searching my eyes and my expression to get an answer. I couldn't imagine what would make him think that I was. I know in the past I have bought a pregnancy test thinking I may have been. We've gotten pregnant very quickly and easily with both the boys so sometimes we are paranoid about a "surprise" He led me back to the bedroom and I started laughing. As he was packing he found a baggie with a couple home pregnancy tests in it that were positive. Call me weird but I've kept my positive pregnancy tests with both boys. I'm sure you are all grossed out thinking I've kept tests I've peed on, maybe it's sentimental...lol. Anyways, when we were moving I put them in a drawer in the bathroom. I'm thinking Chandler pulled them out because Marshall found this little bag in a pair of shoes that he was taking on his trip and thought it was my "creative way" of telling him I was pregnant. Sitting here by myself, I still burst out laughing when I think about the whole situation. And I think Marshall was a little unnerved at the whole idea. Believe me, I am plenty happy with the two beautiful babies I have now and do not plan on having another one for quite a few years. For the record - I AM NOT pregnant :)