Things are just getting antsy around here. I invested in a pack of wondfos from amazon- otherwise known as "internet cheapies" or ICs. These ridiculously cheap pregnancy tests supposedly capture HCG at super-low levels in early pregnancy. Needless to say, against the advice of my acupuncturist, I have been peeing on sticks for days, which is hardly a recipe for sanity.
Part of the problem of course is that I can't pinpoint exactly when I ovulated (because I don't temp and chart, it's too much work for the sleep deprived). I can narrow down that I am either 10 days post-ovulation (dpo) or 11. Obviously, I am hoping that I fall closer to the 10dpo end of the spectrum (implantation most frequently occurs 9dpo).
Most of this weekend I have felt pretty confident that I am not a walking member of the ranks of the knocked up. Confident in a dejected sort of way. I mean, I just don't feel pregnant. But trying to be rational, my period isn't officially due for another 5 days. Niblet's pregnancy test was taken after the first day of missing my period. My last two pregnancies were also confirmed on about the day my period was due.
This afternoon I got the faintest of lines on a wondfo. A "squinter"
as they call them, when you're angling your peed on stick to the light
for the slightest indication of a pink line. That slightest indication was in fact there.
I do not believe I am pregnant. I'm an empirical evidence kind of a gal. Show me two lines on a stick, and I'll call it pregnant. And we all know that two lines on a stick are by no means the ticket to a baby, as this blog sadly testaments.
I do, however, believe I am still in the game this cycle.