21st of July, 2015
I need to stop peeing on things.
Okay. So not things. Sticks. I need to stop peeing on sticks.
Trying to conceive has truly turned a corner into crazy. I knew it was starting when I found the ovulation prediction kits and peed on those. I think I got the information I needed out of them. And I think it made me feel a little bit less helpless.
But now that I’m in that awful wait where I may or may not be pregnant, I’ve started almost obsessively doing pregnancy tests. NOW, contrary to my actions, I’m not an idiot. I realise that this is the first month of us trying to have a baby. And that even really good pregnancy tests couldn’t pick up a positive yet. AND that realistically there is very little chance that I will be pregnant. It makes me feel slightly more in control.
I may or may not have peed on all the pregnancy tests I have. There were a lot.
They are all negative.
And that’s okay.
There is always another month. I can pee on things next month.
Eww. And sorry,