I Thought I Was Pregnant

Yesterday I got up early and took a pregnancy test. I didn't see a line at first. But later when I came back, I thought I saw the tiniest slightest tinge of a pink line on the strip. (I know... You're not supposed to read the results after 5 minutes so I should have known better!!)

My heart fluttered a little when I saw the tiniest line in the history of pregnancy tests. So I tested again. Again, I thought maybe possibly.... Could it be???? A teeny tiny pink line? Or maybe not? It was so minuscule that I kept holding it up to the light and inspecting it like a scientist might inspect a slide under a microscope. ha!

I told my husband, "I think I might be pregnant, but I'm not sure." Then probably an hour later I started my cycle!!! At least I didn't have long to build up excitement only to be disappointed!

So obviously there was NO line there (except in my imagination! ha!). And I was disappointed.

But still, there was that relief deep down that I have one more month without thoughts of miscarriages and surgeries....

One more month to get in shape.

One more month to lose a few pounds.

One more month to prepare myself for pregnancy.

Still, it would have been such a blessing to be pregnant. But you've gotta look at the bright side of things, right?

Maybe next month!!

In the meantime, Big Guy and Little Guy are doing wonderfully. I'm a bit sleep deprived every day. But Little Guy is starting to sleep a lot better and usually only wakes up once in the night now. He'll be 2 months old tomorrow!

I hope you're all having a lovely weekend!!