Free Pregnancy Test (Never been peed on) (Ocean City)
Reply to: sale-832914446@craigslist.org [?]
Date: 2008-09-08, 1:53PM PDT
So, a while back, I purchased one of those two-pack First Response pregnancy tests. The first test I peed on popped positive, so I did the second one the next day. Again positive. Not quite convinced, Juno styles, I purchased a second two-pack and shockingly the next test I did was also positive. By this time, I was pretty sure of my knocked-uppedness and didn't do the fourth test.
While cleaning out a drawer this week, I found this final test. I don't need it, as I now have a seven month old baby and will never let my husband touch my vagina ever again.
So, if you think you may be pregnant, and want to save your self some money, you can have the test. You can even use my bathroom, which is a far cry nicer than the public restroom I used for my first pregnancy test. I'll even put out a clean towel, light a scented candle and make sure there is three-ply toilet paper on the roll. Seeing as I've seen three positive pregnancy tests, I think I'm pretty good at interpreting them, and can help you if you're unsure if the test is positive or negative. In fact, if you use my bathroom and your eggo is preggo, I can either be really happy with you and give you enthusiastic congratulations, or give you a paper bag if you start hyperventilating and rub your back while you cry. I'm really good at both.
When you're here, you can see two babies at different stages of development (my friend and her three month old baby live with me) so that you can sort of see what you're in for and how messy your house will get after your baby is born. I can also give you a list of the best pregnancy books to read, and which ones to avoid. I can also give you a list of good care providers to see during your pregnancy. Trust me, the drug store won't be nearly this nice to you.
Email and we can set up a time for you to come by.
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I posted this to Craigslist in September. I got over 100 emails about it, but no one came and picked it up. For a couple of weeks a corresponded with a 15 year old who was fearful that she was pregnant and wanted to come and get it, but she was grounded and wasn't allowed to leave the house. Girlfriend, you can get out of the house to get jiggy with some zitty high school punk, but you can't get out of the house to come visit a nice mama who's giving you a free pee stick? No way. After a few emails discussing symptoms it seemed incredibly obvious to me, but not to her, that she was most absolutely definitely pregnant and I told her she should be going to a midwife or a doctor, not my house for my pregnancy test. She was reluctant to do so, and I gave her info for a the nearest Pregnancy Options Center and she never wrote back.
So, my little test languished in the drawer until I ended up using it in a panic one day when my period was late and I convinced my self that hell had frozen over and I was pregnant. Fortunately, I'm breastfeeding, and my period is late all the time, so it was a false alarm. (So, yes, that does mean that my husband did eventually touch my vagina again)
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