We fed lambs, stroked and touched horses, donkeys, cows and sheep and even held chicks and bunnies. It was magical!
Came home and pottered about a bit. About six I went to the loo and thought "I'll test, you never know!" I swear to god I thought I saw a faintest of faint line. I came down and told himself. He looked after our daughter whilst I went to Tesco & bought a test (actually I bought 4 but doesn't need to know that).
Of course it was negative and now I feel an idiot. I won't say anything if it happens again until I've had 17 positive tests.
For fucks sake!
