I did not intend to test at all. I was going to wait until the beta on Tuesday; I figured there was nothing a test could show me that would make me feel better, but a negative test would certainly make me feel worse.
But this morning something came over me. I opened the bathroom cupboard and saw a test left over from one of our IUI fail-fests … and I couldn’t help myself. I figured, I’m 9dp3dt, the trigger should be well away by now, why the hell not?
So I peed on it.
I swear there was a line. I thought maybe I was making it up, but my husband saw it too (with squinty sleepy morning eyes, no less). It was extremely faint, but it was fucking there.
I know it’s really too early, I know it’s probably the trigger, I know I’m supposed to wait for Tuesday like a good girl …
But I’ve never seen that before. That has to mean something, right?
I’m going to test again tomorrow and hopefully we will see whether or not we were both just wishing that faint breath of a line into existence.