That's no stock image. Those are mine, all mine! Taken today. This morning. After being awake since 4am, trying to hold my pee till the alarm went off, I peed on two sticks and then did the third just because I like odd numbers! The positive stripe appeared before the fluid even got to the control line. I forced the sticks in Gene's face and made him wake up and read them, all while sobbing. Its a great memory.
968- that's my Beta (HcG) number! The nurse said anything over 5 was a confirmed pregnancy. What can I say, I'm an overachiever. But I've also been putting off testing for days because I was chicken shit. I've seen so many white test, I didn't want to waste a good test on whiteness. I thought for sure all my symptoms were just PMS and AF would be here any minute. Its true, pregnancy and PMS are extremely alike.
This morning, as I tried not to think about my full bladder, I rationalized with myself that if I tested, at least I could not have any guilt about having a drink tonight. Doesn't look like that's going to happen.
Lemonade anybody?
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