On July 23rd, my son and I flew to my sister's in Maryland for a visit. My parents were there as well. Shortly before we left, my husband told me I was pregnant. He's told me this several times, so I didn't put much stock in it. On July 29th, I started to think he was right. I was feeling those weird stomach pains that come with pregnancy. I also had a bad stomachache that afternoon. That was when I decided it was time to take a pregnancy test. It was neat being there with my parents and sister to tell them. Of course my husband wasn't surprised at all. He already knew I was pregnant.
