I woke up this morning with mixed emotions. Yesterday, I allowed myself to get slapped around by the pee sticks again. Shortly after my post yesterday, my husband picked up my "negative" pee stick and said that he could see a faint second line. I grabbed the stick from him and, sure enough, the faintest of faint second lines was there. Of course, being me, I peed on two more sticks yesterday and both times, came up with faint second lines.
In the back of my mind, I knew it could be trigger. Even though the tests on Saturday had been blank, I just knew it could be trigger messing with my head. And mess with my head it did. All day yesterday, I played the "Maybe I am" game in my head. My husband was even a little excited.
So, it was this morning, with great fear and trepidation that I peed on a stick.
13 DPTrigger. 12 DPO.
I know that I don't give up until Day 13. But my hopes for this cycle are really sinking fast.
I am such an addict. Really, I am out of control. I have POAS twice more since this morning and still BFN.
This is why I keep peeing so desperately:
1) With Gummy Bear, I didn't test positive until 13 DPO and I did test on 12 DPO.
2) I am having to pee a lot, which is my #1 pregnancy symptom.
But there is really no logical reason to continue to literally pee away my money like this.
And yet I do. This is my insanity.