A faint pink line on one test this morning and the word Pregnant on a digital about an hour ago. It seems I’m pregnant again!
Jay teased me about my obsession with pregnancy tests. Five tests in three days is a bit excessive, especially this early (9, 10 and 11 days past ovulation) and especially for me. It’s not really my nature to be so impatient, but I knew this was the month. I just knew. And I wanted reassurance. Faint pink lines are all good and well, but there is no ambiguity about the word Pregnant.
So now we start the process again. Hopefully this time will be our time.
Two days… two tests… two very, very (and I do mean very) faint, almost invisible, possibly a trick of the light or my imagination… lines.
Yesterday was 9 days past ovulation and I got impatient and took a test at 6:30 PM even though I knew it was too early to really get a good result. Then I was up early this morning (6:30 AM!) and couldn’t go back to sleep until I took another test. This morning’s line looked a little more visible, even had a hint of pink to it, but I did a digital test and it rudely said, “Not Pregnant.”
So. I’ll wait another day. I would say I’ll wait two more days, even three, just to be sure. But I know myself. I’ll try to wait until tomorrow.
This might be a new beginning for us.
I have hope.
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