Confession Session, Volume 1; Pregnancy Tests

I've taken a lot of pregnancy tests in my life. Some hopefully, and some with dread. Timing is everything. For some reason, I've always felt like they are more reliable if you pee into a cup and let the stick sit in it for the thirty seconds or whatever it is, because what if you just peed on the stick and the one drop of urine that had all the HCG hormone in it didn't hit the stick or didn't hit it hard enough to be absorbed?... I know it's a ridiculous way of thinking, but there you go. I needed to be sure.

So one time, I needed to pee into a cup, but I didn't have a disposable one, and for lack of inspiration as to what else to use, I pulled a ceramic mug out of my kitchen cupboard and used that.

I don't remember if I was pregnant or not on that occasion, but I do remember not knowing what to do with the cup afterward. I couldn't toss it because it was one of Andrew's and I didn't know where he'd gotten it or if someone had given it to him or if it had special meaning or if he would even notice it was missing! So what could I do? I washed it and put it back in the cupboard.

That mug is still sitting in my kitchen cabinet, but you can bet that I never drink out of it!