Day 12 POAS

I broke down yesterday and POASed. It was quite negative and bummed me out for most of the morning. Then I talked to a friend of mine who reminded me that she POASed on Day 15 one month, it tested negative and that was the month she really was pregnant.

So, I'm not running out to go scuba diving, wine swilling, sushi eating, and soft cheese gorging just yet.

The wait sucks.

And today I feel like I'm getting my PMS headache. Which sucks even more.

Totally Not an April Fool's Joke

And totally not pregnant either. I got up to POAS when K got in the shower at some ungodly hour to catch her flight and Aunt Flo greeted me.  I POAS'd anyway because I was like, "F*ck You.  I did not wait all this time to not pee on my first stick!"

I know, silly, but there was a little voice in my head--a crazy deranged voice--that said, "could be late implantation bleeding?" Even though I knew it wasn't.

And that was that.  Out of frustration I drank a full caff cappuccino--take that you stupid sperm--ate a 3-course lunch with my team at Lilette (oh so YUM delicious) and then was upset that I'd done nothing but eat for five days, including an absolutely fabulous meal last night at Commander's Palace.  

Out of frustration I went to the gym and ran five miles on the treadmill and burned 550 calories before saying "screw it", then went to dinner at a friend's house where I not only had another 3-course meal but I drank WINE.

Wine, Ha!  That no drinking thing lasted a really long time didn't it.  What was that, two weeks? Haha.

You know, I really didn't expect to be pregnant on the first try and honestly, I feel bad for kids who have December birthday's because they totally get screwed.  However, I would've loved to have a December baby!  I can't believe that I used to be like, "well, I really want a girl, and I'd like to be most pregnant in the summer months and I don't want a Scorpio or a December baby"  HA!

As if I have any control over anything?! (hello, control issues anyone...I'm working on that).

Now, I want a baby, a healthy little baby.  I don't care when or what sign or what sex.  

Just get me pregnant and get me one of them babies.

It also sucks that I can't curl up with K tonight and talk about this because she's on a plane and completely inaccessible.

OK folks, on to Try #2.  Stay tuned.

And if you're out there reading this, say hey.  Or something.

Maybe Just One More Day

Yes, dear reader, I know that I am crazy.  I may be the only blogger out there who has not tested before the required 14 days.  Let me know if you are crazy like me and actually wait two weeks.

I was going to POAS (pee on a stick) this morning, but as we were heading to dinner last night, K was informed that travel plans had changed and now she needed to fly to San Francisco Monday morning instead of Chicago.

OK.

But the flight to SF from NoLa was sold out...woohoo!!!  That means one more day with me in NoLa!  I am working Monday-Wednesday, but she'll join the team for dinner and I'll wait ONE MORE DAY to TEST!

However, today I have what I refer to as the PMS headache...it's my low grade headache that comes a day or two before I get my period.  It's not migraine painful--I do suffer from migraines, but it hangs around all day no matter what and that's what it's done all day today.

Quite annoying and a very probable sign that I'm not pregnant.

Testing, Testing ONE day to go

I was going to test on Monday morning which will b 12 days past insemination. I have my POAS strip with me and I'm ready to go.

K flies out on Monday morning and I want her to be there when I test, so Monday it is.

This TWW has been really strange.  I found that I am really focused and more aware of my body than I've ever been before.  Any time I feel weird in the belly I have two thoughts, "either I'm pregnant" or "I have gas".

Let's hope it's the former, shall we?