A Father's Intuition

I awoke early on Sunday morning, headed to the bathroom...Hubby wakes up, comes into the bathroom."We'll Honey," he said,  as I sat on the toilet.  He's holding a CVS bag filled with fertility, ovulation and maternity test...prompting me, "they had a sale so I picked up a few."  It's too early to argue...but I thought to myself- what man happens get caught up in a sale on the women's fertility testing isle?  Without any hesitation,  I bantered, "Do you expect to PASS or FAIL."

We've been here before, so historically - the test is a matter of announcing to me rather than confirming to him.

I think to myself,  May 20st was my drop date, three days late...Could it be?

I position myself comfortably seated, awaiting the results..."We'll?"


I know the look, "Come On, Are we pregnant?"  He shows me the test, "There's suppose to be two lines." He said, as he handed me the applicator...


Nothing out of the ordinary...however he's pretty confident that they'll be a new addition to the Bercier Family some time next year...


Call it a Father's intuition...To be continued...