Needless to say, I had no idea what to do. I was happy but scared, excited but reserved, and there was no way that I was telling Matt. I picked up the test and threw it in my dirty clothes hamper knowing he would not be doing laundry anytime soon. The next day I went to the drug store again and bought the second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth positive pregnancy test. That was when I decided it was safe to tell Matt.