Okay, so I might have caved and peed on both stick – there’s $20 bucks I’ll never see again. The first time was on Friday on CD 25. To be honest I think I got a brief flicker of a positive line but it was so inconclusive so I thought I’ll wait till Saturday and use morning pee – well a BFN. I’m going to be honest again though cause on Monday I’m heading right to the drug store again to buy some more incase the 2nd test was wrong. Hope, she’s a merciless bitch.
It was too late though, we’d already calculated the due date, moved around travel plans and decided when we’d start telling people. I’d re-downloaded the “what to expect when you’re expecting” app onto my phone and worried that I hadn’t taken enough folic acid.
Saturday brought that to a halt.
Friday I thought I may have predicted this with my dream and now Saturday well I knew it couldn’t have been that easy.
The worst part is I still haven’t thrown the tests away….they are sitting in my bathroom waiting for me to incessantly study them every time I go in.
My poor husband! His refrain to me always is don’t get too carried away. He’s the brakes! I sure wish I knew how not to get carried away. Now I have March to look forward to with period cramps and then Clomid!