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NEW! Just Another Manic Mommy

Read Stacy McKay's Column, and find her humorous, true-to-life “manic mommy” stories here twice per month — oh, the tales she’ll tell!


Here is a sample of Stacy McKay's Column, "Just Another Manic Mommy: If you would like to read more of her columns, be sure to pick up a copy of Columbus Parent Magazine! 

Sometimes you just have to be sure. And this was certainly one of those times.  I am a suspicious person by nature, so it’s only natural that at the age of 42, never having been pregnant in my life, I was convinced that the positive home pregnancy test I was staring at was someone’s idea of a joke. Perhaps I was reading it wrong.  I dismissed that explanation because the test I was using had the new “EASY READ” stick. After imagining several possible schemes, I settled on a plot by the government to keep successful women down. But how had they found me?    Did I mention my active imagination?  So because this test was so easy to take (and easy to read) I thought it best to take another one, just to be sure.

Returning to the Drug store was going to be a little tricky.  In my first trip, just about an hour earlier I had driven several miles away so that no one at my usual haunt would see me buying a pregnancy test.  , I had to drive to another location.  This time I was smarter-I bought the multiple test box.  The one I had scoffed at earlier wondering why anyone would need more than one test.  

The next test said I was pregnant. I figured I better go for 2 out of three. I never was much of a gambler. Armed with an array of positive pregnancy tests, I decided to call my Gynecologist.  “What’s wrong Stacy?”  The nurse asked.  I told her that I needed to see the doctor because I took a pregnancy test and it was positive.  Obviously there was a serious problem. “Did you take a second test?” she asked?  I told her that I had, and that it too said I was pregnant. Well then, she said, you are pregnant!”  No, that cannot be it.  I cannot get pregnant.  There must be something very seriously wrong with me.  How many tests did you take?   She asked.  Nine. 
Yes, there was something seriously wrong with me, but being pregnant wasn’t it.

Hey, sometimes you just have to be sure. Every once in a while, just for fun when I am in the drug store  I casually walk down the aisle with the hundreds of pregnancy tests to see if anyone has put out a nine-pack.  When they do, you’ll have me to thank.

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