So it has definitely been a long three days. And before my pregnancy brain sinks in better type up my thoughts here. It started on Saturday (10dpo). I woke up to my alarm at 6:46 as usual and took my temp. It seemed to be back up to where it was on 7dpo so I decided to use one of my ic hpts and test. I get up, DH was asleep on the couch, and POAS. I come back in the room, praying that I'll see something, anything. So I turn on the light and wait, staring at the area where the test line would come up. After about 6 or 7 minutes I pick up the test and bend it back and forth letting the light hit it in different angles. At that point I swore I saw the faintest of faintest of faint lines, right next to a little indent on the test. My hope began to appear. This cycle I had just felt like this was it. By this point, DH, who had fallen asleep on the couch that night, had already come in the room and questioned me as to why I had the light on. I didn't want to tell him and be embarrassed if it was negative and I was just imagining lines. So I told him I just couldn't fall back asleep (partly true).So I get up and use the same FMU and take a $ store test. Sure enough five minutes later I see a definite faint line appearing. I bring it in the bathroom where DH was and say "Now this is really really early. I am only 10dpo ovulation, and most don't get a positive until 14dpo, but... and handed him the test. Then I asked him, do you see two lines. With his eyes half open he looks and says "Yep. There's two lines!". Still too tired I think to be really excited. I swear I couldn't stop staring at that test for what seemed like hours. I put it in the medicine cabinet and would go back like every 10 minutes to be sure it was still there. My miscarriage brain thought wouldn't and still doesn't let me enjoy this pregnancy 100%. Later that day I went to Walmart and bought a 3 pack of FRER. And after holding in my pee for 5 hours, I took one. There it was a much darker, but still faint bfp!!! At this point DH was much more excited. He kissed me and said Congrats! This time I put the test in my pocket and would check on it periodically just to feel happy again. If I started to worry I'd pull it out and stare at it. Over one hurdle.
On to 11dpo I wake up at 3:30 am to pee pee and go back to sleep. My alarm goes off at 6:46am again and I wake up to temp. My temperature is still up. Good sign! So I take my second frer. I'm waiting and waiting. And the line doesn't seem to be getting as dark as the first days. I of course am beginning to sweat bullets. I try to think of all the possible reasons it might not be as dark and remember about my 3:30 am potty break. Which means my FMU was really SMU with only holding it for 3 hours. I tried to reassure myself but it was hard. I told myself that no matter what I wouldn't pee until 12pm which would be another 5 hours from when I went last. We proceeded with our Easter morning and even went out to breakfast. I only drank a half a cup of soda so that I wouldn't "water" it down more. By noon I was ready to go!! I couldn't hold it anymore. I used my last FRER and sure enough the line was darker. I raced to ff to check on FRER test series and my line was much darker then any in the series. My heart was mending. I really wanted to make myself feel better since I would be at my aunt's house all day so I took my one and only digital. 3 minutes later I saw the most beautiful words...PREGNANT. I couldn't contain myself. I showed Burt who in a period of 2 days had now looked at 6 hpts. Psycho I know! I of course took tons of pictures until I got a clear one or two or three. Then we headed out to my aunt's to enjoy my pregnancy.
And finally that brings us to today. I must've been exhausted last night because I didn't even have to wake up to go pee pee. I slept straight through and woke up to my temp time. My temp went down .03 degrees. Still well within my 'don't worry' temps. I realized at this point that holding in my FMU to do a pregnancy test at the midwives office was out of the question. If I didn't go right then I was going to explode. So instead I planned my day around when 5 hours of holding in my urine would be an decided to go to the midwives then. Fast forward to 10:30 I call the office and the secretary tells me they're only doing testing until 11:30 am. I of course hopped in the shower, got the kids dressed, and hauled a** there. I get there with five minutes to spare, give my sample and wait. The wait was so weird. Nothing like my first wait there when I was preggo with Abby. I was much more relaxed this time and confident. When the midwife called me into the room I could see she was holding the test in her hand. She asks "Have you tested at home?" I say yes, thinking to myself "At least 8 times!". So she throws away the test and says "Well, you're pregnant". I got my pregnancy confirmation letter and was on my way. This all feels so weird. I'm worried sick but trying to be optimistic. I feel really good about this. And so far I've made it past my miscarriage milestone #1 (the night I noticed spotting) which was the second night I knew I was pregnant. As the days pass and my symptoms tick with me, I feel happier. I never thought I'd be thrilled to have sore bb's. Sick really!!
HPT COUNT
3 First Response Early Results
3 dollar store
2 Internet cheapies
1 digital
1 doctor's hpt
For a grand total of 10 at the end of the day on 12 dpo.
On to 11dpo I wake up at 3:30 am to pee pee and go back to sleep. My alarm goes off at 6:46am again and I wake up to temp. My temperature is still up. Good sign! So I take my second frer. I'm waiting and waiting. And the line doesn't seem to be getting as dark as the first days. I of course am beginning to sweat bullets. I try to think of all the possible reasons it might not be as dark and remember about my 3:30 am potty break. Which means my FMU was really SMU with only holding it for 3 hours. I tried to reassure myself but it was hard. I told myself that no matter what I wouldn't pee until 12pm which would be another 5 hours from when I went last. We proceeded with our Easter morning and even went out to breakfast. I only drank a half a cup of soda so that I wouldn't "water" it down more. By noon I was ready to go!! I couldn't hold it anymore. I used my last FRER and sure enough the line was darker. I raced to ff to check on FRER test series and my line was much darker then any in the series. My heart was mending. I really wanted to make myself feel better since I would be at my aunt's house all day so I took my one and only digital. 3 minutes later I saw the most beautiful words...PREGNANT. I couldn't contain myself. I showed Burt who in a period of 2 days had now looked at 6 hpts. Psycho I know! I of course took tons of pictures until I got a clear one or two or three. Then we headed out to my aunt's to enjoy my pregnancy.
And finally that brings us to today. I must've been exhausted last night because I didn't even have to wake up to go pee pee. I slept straight through and woke up to my temp time. My temp went down .03 degrees. Still well within my 'don't worry' temps. I realized at this point that holding in my FMU to do a pregnancy test at the midwives office was out of the question. If I didn't go right then I was going to explode. So instead I planned my day around when 5 hours of holding in my urine would be an decided to go to the midwives then. Fast forward to 10:30 I call the office and the secretary tells me they're only doing testing until 11:30 am. I of course hopped in the shower, got the kids dressed, and hauled a** there. I get there with five minutes to spare, give my sample and wait. The wait was so weird. Nothing like my first wait there when I was preggo with Abby. I was much more relaxed this time and confident. When the midwife called me into the room I could see she was holding the test in her hand. She asks "Have you tested at home?" I say yes, thinking to myself "At least 8 times!". So she throws away the test and says "Well, you're pregnant". I got my pregnancy confirmation letter and was on my way. This all feels so weird. I'm worried sick but trying to be optimistic. I feel really good about this. And so far I've made it past my miscarriage milestone #1 (the night I noticed spotting) which was the second night I knew I was pregnant. As the days pass and my symptoms tick with me, I feel happier. I never thought I'd be thrilled to have sore bb's. Sick really!!
HPT COUNT
3 First Response Early Results
3 dollar store
2 Internet cheapies
1 digital
1 doctor's hpt
For a grand total of 10 at the end of the day on 12 dpo.
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