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Can't Do It Straight. Can't Even Say It Is.

Call it gut check

I had reason to believe that we got our timing right this month. 

I had symptoms too: out of whack bowels, drowsiness. 

My periods are still a couple of days away.

I decided to test anyways.

Figlia did not ask for milk all night but she was fidgety and I slept fitfully last night. I woke up around 3 a.m. There was lightning outside. I desperately wanted to pee. 

I decided to 'save my pee'. 

At 5:25, I left the bed and did the deed. 

A single line appeared. 

Experience has taught me to not discard pee sticks. I kept this one on its appropriate place - any surface which is beyond Figlia's reach. 

Around 7:30 a.m., I peered at the stick again. The pink on it looked mottled. A short time later, I saw a faint second line.

I must be imagining it. I stared at it, took it to the window and burned it with my x-ray vision. The white other line was pinkish. 

It would have helped to have the second line shoot up immediately. But well, being goofball is a trend here.

I could have let there be unbridled conviction that I am pregnant, but my mind is now racing through two possibilities - false positive or pregnancy.

Call it will power to not have whipped out the other unused test and use it immediately. 

Or I could be stupid.

I am a little lost right now. 

And I saved the stick from being licked by Figlia. 

Comments

  1. Eek! I am hoping for what your heart hopes for! Sending mad good vibes your way, my friend!

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  2. It would be a much waited for nice surprise, wouldn't it? I too am hoping for what your heart hopes for. Can hardly wait for an update.

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  3. keeping my fingers crossed for you!

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  4. I too am hoping for what your heart hopes for.
    I'm also giggling a little at the part about figlia not licking the stick.

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  5. :-O So awesome if it is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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  6. Please try not to get too far ahead of yourself. I know how badly that you want there to be a second line and I am HOPING that there is. But there is a warning NOT to read the test beyond XX minutes (depending on the brand) for the very reason that the evap line could be misread as a positive second line.

    Keep testing, but be prudent with your heart.

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  7. OOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

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  8. It is rather early, so...who knows? But, much luck - and well done on that last thing. Eeeewwww!

    I will be impatiently waiting for a follow-up...

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  9. Wishing you a cautious but hopeful heart.

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  10. Good luck! Hoping the second line is a legit second line!

    LOL @ Figlia not licking the stick!

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  11. And I saved the stick from being licked by Figlia.

    At least this time around, you've got some comic relief.

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