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Our Love Is ... guest post today is from Kate who blogs over at http://www.lifeloveandlivingwithboys.wordpress.com

Pooh Bear will be two years old in a few months and I will always remember the day, 2nd September, that I found out I was pregnant for the second time in less than two years. Spud was just one and I'd been feeling a bit peaky so having my suspicions, I spoke to Scatty Dad at work and he said to take a test. I was pretty sure what the outcome would be so I was to 'surprise' him with the results when he returned home that evening.

Teatime came and there was no sign or Scatty Dad.  He usually phoned at least once throughout the day and he'd not replied to my texts so I was getting a little worried.  He used to phone or text when he was leaving work as he has a 45 minute commute and it means I can sound the alarm should anything happen to him on the way home. An hour after he was due to return home, and not having heard from him for eight hours, I was worried.  He wasn't answering his phone. In his line of work, it's not uncommon for him to be kept late now and again but he always rings me.  I was very worried. I rang his work and after half an hour or so, they were able to confirm he was indeed still at work and not to worry "he isn't lying in a ditch".  Phew! Finally, at 10pm, he was able to contact me and say he would be home in the morning. By this time, I'd completely forgotten about the pregnancy test and the little bean which was probably doing somersaults with all the stress I was feeling.

After a good night's sleep, Scatty Dad finally walked through the door.  I think I was getting dressed when he noticed the pregnancy test I'd left on the banister.  It was an all singing, all dancing digital one he'd bought when we got pregnant with Spud when he decided the cheapo one I bought wasn't good enough.  Unfortunately, unlike the cheapo ones, the result on the digital one had disappeared! I gave him the result and without saying anything, he gave me a massive hug and a kiss. It was exactly what I needed after the stress of the day before and as he isn't one to show his emotions (unless Man U are on TV) I have never felt so loved by him before or since. 

It is a lovely memory which will stick with me forever (and quite possibly you too now ;) )