As much as I would love a big production, that's never been us.

I took a test at about noon on a week day because a friend suggested I was probably pregnant instead of getting sick from Covid.....instant dark line.....started freaking out. Took a picture, sent it to my husband.........no response. I'm packing the house, yelling at the dog for him to help me, tell me what to do. Texted my husband again, nothing. Called him ten minutes later, he's in the work basement working on some machine, bad reception, can't hear anything. Finally steps out to where we can talk and gets my picture. He says, what is it? It looks like hieroglyphics. I said, it's two lines dumbass. That's all that matters.....two lines. He says, o yeah......umm ok. I said, that's it?!?! Are you ok?? He says, yeah, I'm good. That was it. He went back to work.

He came home with pink and blue flowers and had his "real" reaction when we were together.

Congrats OP!! Good luck!