Those of you who have been reading my blog for a long time know that I never got a positive pregnancy test with E.
I did test- twice. Once at 10dp5dt, and the second day at 12dp5dt, the morning of the beta. Both were negative, which made the strongly positive beta a wonderful surprise. I learned from this not to use tests from the dollar store.
At 14dp5dt, exactly where I am now, I posted this:
Is it completely ridiculous to want desperately to waste money on a pregnancy test that is NOT from the stupid dollar store just to see two lines? Q. has no idea why I want to do this so badly since we’re getting accurate counts from the betas every 48 hours. And I studiously avoided tests pretty much all through this entire process- I used one with our first IUI, and used one the day before the beta with the first IVF, and then I had my flirtation with the dollar store tests this time round.
But I think I want to see two lines. Even though I know I’m pregnant, I want a piece of plastic to confirm it.
Is this like food cravings?
And Dandle, and Sarah, and Springroll, and Serenity, and Mel, and babyinterrupted ALL told me to go buy a pregnancy test to see those two lines.
I never saw two lines.
It became one of my biggest regrets from my pregnancy with E.
And after our two FETs failed this past fall I started to think I had missed my chance.
So this morning, despite the cold, I bundled E. up, and we went to the drugstore. We had absolutely no other reason to be out in the freeze except that I wanted to see this:
I’m not going to lie- it was a little anticlimactic. But it was a relief to see it.