I was so excited when Aunt Flow didn't show on Monday, I was thinking I would have a positive pregnancy test the next morning. Monday on the way home from work I picked up a 2-pack of Clearblue digital pregnancy tests. That's the good kind, but figured I'd splurge. I didn't want to worry about "Is that a faint line or my imagination?"
I brought the pack home and was all ready to test with first morning urine Tuesday morning. Of course, when there is a pregnancy test sitting on your counter and all your brain can do is spin 100 miles an hour wondering if you are pregnant or not. I was really trying to be good and not test until the morning. So I talked to my husband for about 30 minutes about, do you think I should test or not.....of course he said it was up to me. So then I called my mom, and talked to her for 30 minutes with every variation of should I test or not.....of course she said it was up to me.
Well willpower is not my strong suit, which is apparent in my ass being twice the size it should be, so I went a tested. I figured I had been holding my pee for awhile and I didn't drink much so I knew if I got a negative then watery pee wasn't the reason. I pee, I wait and or course.....Not Pregnant. Grrrrrrrrr!
So here I am, it's Wednesday afternoon and still no Aunt Flow. Maybe my cycle is just being weird because it's only been a few months since the miscarriage. Maybe I am pregnant. Seriously the waiting is killing me. It is all I can think about all day. I am little a cranky kid who wants birthday cake and doesn't want to have to eat dinner first.
I am trying my very hardest to wait until the weekend and then if AF doesn't show her ugly face (fingers crossed) I will test again. If it turns out I am pregnant, then I really hope that the baby inherits will power and patience from my hubby, because I don't have a ounce to share!!!
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