I took a pregnancy test last night. I thought I might... and as I sat there waiting for the result I just watched him get more and more excited. He wanted it so badly, and the longer I sat there the more I felt like I was dying. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move. And when that stick was negative, Owen's heart broke, and I was so relieved. I could breathe again. See... now look me in the eye and tell me that he won't hate me.

Amelia