I didn’t admit this to anyone yesterday–no one at all–but I tested yesterday morning. 9dpiui and 11dp trigger shot. There were two lines. For twenty-four hours I was able to live in that blissful “well, maybe…” world that I seem to so often skip over because my period-symptoms come so friggin soon. I let myself just BE and enjoy–I didn’t feel too many cramps or pulls or whatever yesterday–and was that nausea I was feeling in the afternoon? Over the course of the day, I thought about how cool it would be if I got back on here in a few days and had to sheepishly admit that I was wrong, that I WAS indeed one of Those People, and I had a great, inconceivable story to tell. Fear not, I knew in the back of my mind that this was probably still the trigger, even though in the past it has been gone after 8 or 9 days…but I let myself dream. It felt nice.
Today, only a nutcase-pee-stick-reader such as myself could see the verrrrrry light line that is almost a mirage in that little window.
Lessons learned:
1. trust the symptoms. I.just.know. The stick don’t know jack.
2. it was kind of neat to feel that day of hope and possibility. So in the end, I really don’t regret yesterday.
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The last time I was pregnant, I got 2 lines and then the next day a veeeery faint line, and then the next day 2 lines and then next morning nothing. Oh, and then a positive beta. I think the universe was trying to teach me a lesson.
But, take from me, you never know. Hold on to that hope, for a little while longer.
September 24th, 2009
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